Before hitting the road, Dorothy packed some
food from her house, and put on the Stern’s sneakers and a white and blue
Wolves hoodie. Then, Dorothy and Toto walked all day long and, when it was
getting dark, they found a little house where some Muskies were having a party.
It was the house of Wayne, and they were celebrating the freedom from the Stern
witch and his Muskies’ jersey curse. He invited her inside.
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You
must be a great sorceress – Wayne said – because you’ve killed the witch and
wear his sneakers.
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Stop
saying that. It was an accident and…
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Yeah,
and you also wear blue and white. White as the color of the witches, and blue
as the color of the Muskies. You must be a good witch so. And you’re also very
pretty…
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Ok,
if you say so…
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Please,
stay the night.
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Errr…
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No,
I mean… You’re just a little girl, I’m not into that... Besides, I have a
gorgeous girlfriend. Surely you’ve seen pictures of her. I just was being
polite to you...
Dorothy
and Toto spent the night at Wayne’s, and the next morning they were ready to
get back in their way.
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How
far is Emerald City? – Dorothy asked Wayne
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Don’t
know. The Wizard Adelman speaks to me very seldom. I think I can do stuff for
him, but he keeps forgetting me…
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Oh,
sorry to hear that. I could ask him to use you a bit more, if you want.
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That
would be great. Thanks Dorothy.
And then, Dorothy and Toto kept going.
Not long after, Dorothy and Toto stopped to
rest by a Scarecrow. Dorothy looked at the Scarecrow. It was a decaying mess.
It was dressed in rags and full of straw. The head was stuffed with weed.
Suddenly, the Scarecrow spoke.
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Yo,
bitch!
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What?
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Wassup,
yo?
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Look,
it’s weird enough for me to speak to a Scarecrow. Could you please use Standard
English and not that weird gansta slang?
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Sure,
ma’am.
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What’s
your name?
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B-Easy
ma’am.
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OK,
so B-Easy… What are you doing up there?
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Don’t
know. Just hangin’ up.
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Can’t
you come down?
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Nope,
ma’am. I’m stuck. Wouldja help me down?
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OK.
Dorothy helped the scarecrow down and they keep
on talking.
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You
see. I’m going to Rick Adelman’s to see if he can help me go back home.
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Who?
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The
wizard, you know?
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Don’t
know nothin’ ma’am. Look at my head. It’s full of weed and shit. Haven’t got no
brains.
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Oh
poor thing. You have the skills to be great, but without IQ you’re doomed.
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Doncha
think that Rick of yours can gimme some brains, yo?
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Well,
I don’t know. But you can come along with me. If he can’t help you, you’re not
going to be worse than now.
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That’s
right ma’am. Lemme go with you, okay?
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Sure,
the more the merrier.
Toto wasn’t so delighted with the scarecrow
company and started barking at him. B-Easy was very afraid, but Dorothy comforted
him, saying that Toto was harmless and he should fear other things, like a
lighted match.
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You
see, I luv light’d matches. I like bit of fire in the weed of my head now and
then, and the smoke and such.
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You’re
positively brainless.
And the three kept going to Emerald City.