Now she pulls the poop out of her diaper, carries it in her own
grubby hand to the potty, drops it in and then gives herself an unselfconscious round of applause, saying, as if the words had no meaning, «Don't
touch poop.
By this point the scandal was more than
touching the prime minister, it was rubbing its
grubby hands all over his pants and not bothering to say thank you.