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Boy, I was bad

Thinking about my badness made me sleepy Dreamed of Apple, who loveddown attoo "Hello, Bart Do you feel lonely in Apple's stall?"

Towering above me, John Amos didn't notice the hay that fell froy ruesome

"How did Malcolm make all his money, John Amos?" I asked just to see if the hay fell off his mustache when he spoke

"By being more clever than those ould stop him"

"Stop hie

tting what he wanted"

"What did he want?"

"Everything Everything that wasn't his he wanted-- and to get everything that belongs to others you have to be ruthless and determined"

"What's ruthless?"

"Doing what you have to to get what you want" "Doing anything?"

"Anything," he repeated Stiffly he bent over to peer into et in your way--including members of your own family For they would do the same to you if you stood in their way" He smiled thinly "You know, of course, that sooner or later that doctor who is dissecting your personality bit by bit will lock you in an institution That's what your parents are doing-- getting ready to re to be too much of a problem"

Baby tears got in my eyes

John A to worandfather Malcolm was" He paused to eye enes So as you are, you will be just as powerful as Malcolm"

"Where've you been, Bart?" snapped Eusted, even when I was clean "Never in et dirtier more quickly than you Look at your shirt, your pants, your face and hands! Filthy, that's what What do you do, make mud puddles andin them?"