Karen Foulds makes her living from laughter, selling novelty products which can turn a misanthrope into a giggling fool.
Her range includes singing hamsters and severed hands which scuttle across the floor at a startling speed.
Napoleon once called us a nation of shopkeepers, but Karen's brimming order book proves we are in fact a nation of practical jokers.
Now where's that whoopee cushion for the vicar's visit?
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