He's only gone and bought 500 of these knocked off pots hasn't he. He's stuck his neck out, took a risk. Bought them on credit and they're closing in on him, he owes more than he could ever sell the pots for so he's having to sell the pots for more than the real ones. He's contemplating selling them as a sort of scammy snake oil, an air catcher, something to let "dirty air" settle in, but he hasn't got the catchy slogan yet. He's not keen on "Dirty Dishes".
The Pot Dealer is one of my Faunaments and is made from rat tail, rat skin and a ducklings head.
