the cozy dooryard

[clyde]

Mortimer.


..huh?....is that...is that you,DonwtownDollarBilly!!?


It's me all right.Great to see you my very good friend.


Bill!!..thank God you are here.


This has been so terrible...his dream--nightmare I seem to be having.To see you, one of my all time faves is ssssso good.And I'm not even afraid of you even though I realize you are from...the beyond,the after life.....stepped through the crease ....and what have you.By the way, tell me what it's like.What happens...is God there?

I can't,Mortimer.It's against the rules.I'm sorry.

Is OK....but can you at least tell me if all this is a dream or is this all real?


I'm very sorry, I just can't.

Well,then why are you here?


To help you reconcile the irreconcilable;you know what that is.A 2 part yet continuous time segment that you just can't make work.

Wow, you're good.

I'll bet you are not really Bill.I'll bet you have come here to tell me something,but come in this form to hide who you really are?Am I right, or what?

Can't comment on it.Just stop being a bonehead and let me help.You look for things not mattering right now.I'm not here for that stuff.


Oh? Bonehead? I may be a greater psychic than you purport to be.

Very funny...prove it then.


Fine.

I will.

You take yer stinking powers and make something from Sighty-poo's purse appear in your hoof, but don't let me see it. I will tell you what it is.



OK..it's done.

So what is it?


Lipstick.

No.

Oh.

A bobby pin?

No.

Uh...how about a matchbook?

Uh,no.

No?

No.

r u shore?

Yes.

Ok----a pen!

No.

A pin!

No.

A lighter!

NO!

Phooey.

A key!

No.

A key ring!

No.

A hanky!!!!

No.

A yanky?

Mortimer--stop it.

OK...but if not a yanky, maybe a Red Sock?

No.

A White Sock!!

No.

You really stink at this.

I do not, give me a second.



It's a black waist ribbon!!

It's not.

A piece of candy?

No.

A piece of chewing gum?

No.

A piece of a-s-s!!

ror!!..OK, kididng-kidding.

It's a ......are you sure it's small enough to fit in her purse?

Yes.

How big is her purse.

Oh stop it, you have no idea what it is.

Aw nuts...I quit.

Well you finally got it. It's a bag of Mr. Peanut nuts.

!!!!
YES!!

I knew I could do it.

What, no dumb comment? You're going to let that go by?

You betcha!

If you think the v word infuriates her when I use it----she would kill me if I said what I am very tempted to say.


All right...let's get serious here.I'm now going to clear your noodle of your trouble state.

Good deal, but wait. I think my time runs out soon.Let's post this thing and come right back to finish....OK?

OOOOOOKAY!!