Thank you, Boy, for not letting them squirt water on my dolly's clean dress.
As well might Hercules have attempted to tidy up the Augean stables with a squirt.
I charged the squirt and let fly, and again, and again, as quick as I could fill it.
I know what you are thinking—you're thinking this is a squirt.
And if I were you, I'd take a light garden-engine, full of water, ...