Sometimes the old dog would jounce a box up and down, to make the waves, and again, when he wanted larger ones, he would use a barrel.

Finally, you stood on one leg and jounced the water from your ear, or pulled a bloodsucker from your toes before he sapped your lifefor this tiny creature of the rocks was credited with the gift of prodigious inflation, and might inhale you, blood, sinews, suspenders and all, if left to his ugly purpose.