Tuten the embalmer really felt he had the mumps after that bumpy journey home on his friend's chariot the day before (not the disease mumps, but feeling all dumpy and sorry for himself). His daughter was all jumpy which was quite normal as she was young. Toten eventually got into his workplace and started work on the gummy fabric which regularly cropped up in his trade. His daughter was practicing hieroglyphics whilst eating some yummy camel chews. Tuten, meanwhile, was setting to on his next mummy project. It was a pressurised job carrying out the wishes of his fickle clients but there was the satisfaction that his handiwork would last for thousands of years.
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