"Mandy, oh Mandy, you taste like the sweetest of candy. Your hair is not sandy, but it's still dandy, I wish for a sip of brandy," he sang, now making up his own lyrics as opposed to stealing them from bands. He was forgetting those lyrics, anyway, and it was certainly easier to come up with his own rhymes, seeing as there were many thing that rhymed with Mandy.
There was another nose coming from in front of him this time, and he started to laugh, trying to cackle evilly. "Let's see. If I take a few more steps this way, I may find this toad. I don't know, though." He walked a bit, taking his time. He thought he had a idea as to her whereabouts, but once he was standing in front of that spot, he stopped, pausing for dramatic effect.
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