Not - that - word! Nor any word like it! Cookies. Schub, that's what my charges are: Cookies from the Cookies Jar. My name is Apple, A-Double P-L-E, a fruit well mentioned in the Bible, that best seller of many miracles. I cite the ten Commandments and the Burning Bush, to mention only two. Or eleven - depending upon the arithmetic. Mine makes them add up to zero because I personally am for the miracle of man such as the wheel, the alphabet and the Pyramids of Egypt! Now, why do I want my Cookies to take your waters? I'll tell you why. Because my Cookies are people, Schub. They are human beings and they are to be treated as such and have the same rights as everyone else! So you both can bloody well let them dip into that leaking drainpipe. If you don't I'm not saying I'll go to the police because I'm no fool, nor will I go to the Mayoress because she is. But this is a free town in a free county in a free state in a free country and I am a free woman with a free mouth and if you say no to my Cookies, I will open up that mouth and talk and I am telling you here and now that when I talk, I talk LONG - AND - LOUD!!!