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Now, boys and girls,
I'm going to give you an assignment.
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I want you to write...
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a theme.
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''What I want for Christmas.''
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The clouds lifted.
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And I want it handed in
tomorrow morning...
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I saw a faint gleam of light
at the other end of...
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the black cave of doom.
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I knew that when Miss Shields
read my magnificent, eloquent theme...
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that she would sympathize
with my plight...
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and everything would work out, somehow.
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Boy, did you see how it stuck?
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- Did it hurt, Flick?
- No. I never felt a thing.
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It just caught me off-guard.
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- You sure were bawling.
- I never bawled!
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Baloney.
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Scut Farkus!
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Scut Farkus! What a rotten name.
We were trapped.
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There he stood, between us and the alley.
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Scut Farkus, staring out at us
with his yellow eyes.
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He had yellow eyes!
So help me God, yellow eyes.
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Grover Dill, Farkus' crummy little toady.
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Mean. Rotten.
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His lips curled over his green teeth.
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Randy lay there like a slug.
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It was his only defense.