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           AntsagainohJesusandIgot‘embadthistime,prickle-footedbastards.Rememberthetimewefoundthoseantstastedlikedillpickles?Hee?Yousaiditwasn’tdillpicklesandIsaiditwas,andyourmamakickedthelivingtaroutamewhensheheard:Teachin’akidtoeatbugs!

           Ugh.GoodInjunboyshouldknowhowtosurviveonanythinghecaneatthatwon’teathimfirst.

           Weain’tIndians.We’recivilizedandyourememberit.

           YoutoldmePapa.WhenIdiepinmeupagainstthesky.

           Mama’snamewasBromden.StillisBromden.Papasaidhewasbornwithonlyonename,bornsmackintoitthewayacalfdropsoutinaspreadblanketwhenthecowinsistsonstandingup.TeeAhMillatoona,thePine-That-Stands-Tallest-on-the-Mountain,andI’mthebiggestbyGodInjuninthestateofOregonandproblyCaliforniaandIdaho.Bornrightintoit.

           You’rethebiggestbyGodfoolifyouthinkthatagoodChristianwomantakesonanamelikeTeeAhMillatoona.Youwerebornintoaname,sookay,I’mbornintoaname.Bromden.MaryLouiseBromden.

           Andwhenwemoveintotown,Papasays,thatnamemakesgettin’thatSocialSecuritycardaloteasier.

           Guy’saftersomebodywithariveter’shammer,gethimtoo,ifhekeepsatit.Iseethoselightningflashesagain,colorsstriking.

           Ting.Tingle,tingle,trembletoes,she’sagoodfisherman,catcheshens,puts‘eminnapens...wireblier,limberlock,threegeeseinnaflock...onefleweast,oneflewwest,oneflewoverthecuckoo’snest...O-U-Tspellsout...gooseswoopsdownandplucksyouout.