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Yep

“Hello, Jimmmy. I’m Dr. Grant. How did you OD on jelly
beans?”

“After I ate ‘em, my mind was blank, yep, as
blank as ever, yep, blank as can be, yep, blank as them
walls, yep. Yep, say it again, yep.”

“How many jelly beans did you eat?”

“I can’t remember, yep. Yep, like a dead fish, yep,
freaky fish, yep, like a dumb kid, yep, for a very long
time. Yep.”

“Why are you here?”

“I say things over and over, yep. And I get high, yep,
high as a hawk, yep, high as kite,
yep, high as the moon, yep. On jelly beans too. Yep.”

“What else did you have?”

“Booze, yep, mouthwash, yep, gets me drunk as a skunk,
all messed up.”

“Is this a true story?”

“Nah, Dr. G., I’m just messin’ with ya. Had you going for a
minute there, though, with that ‘yep’ stuff. Sometimes I crack
myself up. You must think I’m really freakin’ nuts!”

“YEP!!” screamed Dr. Grant as he lept from his chair and
began acting like a chicken, arms tucked in as he flapped
imaginary wings around the room.

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