[continued from previous message]   
      
    JOEL: [ As Jimmy ] We live in a time before Red Skelton had a radio show!   
      
   >                                                He grabbed up   
   > a handful of green peas and tossed them to Fatty.   
      
     TOM: Have some ball bearings!   
      
   >   
   >         "Here!" he said. "Eat those! Maybe they'll make you   
   > feel better."   
      
    CROW: [ As Fatty ] Did you say feel butter?  I love the feeling of butter!   
      
   >   
   >         Fatty Raccoon ate the peas greedily.   
      
     TOM: Oh, Jimmy's a-peas-ing Fatty.   
      
   >   
   >         "More!" he said. As you see, he was not very polite.   
      
    JOEL: [ As Fatty ] Hey, I'm the one teaching Jimmy a lesson about using his   
   friends here.   
      
   >   
   >         Jimmy threw him two handfuls then.   
      
    CROW: Next comes three handfuls, then five, then eight ...   
      
   >   
   >         Still Fatty Raccoon said "More!"   
      
     TOM: Mister Bumble gets this _look_ in his eyes and goes after Oliver Twist.   
      
   >   
   >         So Jimmy rolled a turnip off the load.   
      
    CROW: Is this the turnip truck people didn't just fall off?   
      
   >                                                And after that   
   > he threw out a cabbage, and then a head of lettuce.   
      
    JOEL: Wait!  I cannot tell these apart!   
      
   >   
   >         "More! more! more!" Fatty ordered.   
      
     TOM: [ As Fatty ] Wait!  Not *that* much more!   
      
   >   
   >         And soon Jimmy Rabbit saw with dismay that the   
   > vegetables were nearly all gone.   
      
    CROW: Gone?  I think I know where to find them.   
      
   >                                  In a few moments he reached   
   > the very last one--a big turnip which he could hardly lift.   
      
     TOM: Could hardly lift ... Arthur Scott Bailey has forced me to realize I   
   don't know how big a turnip should be.   
      
   >   
   >         But he managed to pick it up and raise it above his   
   > head.   
      
    CROW: Well, these are what you'd call heritage turnips, not the mass-produced   
   turnips you'd get these days.   
      
   >       And then with all his might he threw the turnip   
   > straight at Fatty Raccoon.   
      
    JOEL: Yeah and you know, the intense farming means turnips don't get to be   
   really old and big like they used to.   
      
   >   
   >         Fatty was just opening his mouth to say "More!"   
      
     TOM: Oh, okay, so that makes me feel better not knowing how big a turnip   
   should be.  Also bad about everything else!   
      
   >                                                          But   
   > he never said it.   
      
    JOEL: This story will take forever if you want to tell us what Fatty didn't   
   say, book.   
      
   >                   The big turnip struck him right on his fat   
   > stomach and knocked his breath out.   
      
    CROW: I ... yeah, either turnips are bigger or raccoons are smaller than I   
   always thought.   
      
   >                                     He gave a faint groan and   
   > toppled over on the ground. And he was so fat that he started   
   > to roll.   
      
     TOM: [ Sputtering ]   
    JOEL: ... The heck?   
      
   >   
   >         Though he clawed at the grass to stop himself, he   
   > rolled faster and faster down the hill.   
      
    JOEL: I ... I ...   
    CROW: Did *we* write this?   
      
   >   
   >         He was a very comical sight. And at any other time   
   > Jimmy Rabbit would have stopped to laugh.   
      
     TOM: But he's just had his concept of what genre children's animal book this   
   is and that's tough to deal with.   
      
   >                                           But Jimmy was so   
   > glad to be rid of Fatty Raccoon that he picked up the handles   
   > of his little wheelbarrow and ran home as fast as he could   
   > jump.   
      
    CROW: _Ran_ home as fast as he could _jump_.  Copy editor, *please*?   
      
      
      
   [ End of Chapter 6 ]   
      
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                                                                   Joseph Nebus   
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