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Sunday, February 5, 2012

Gomidylan

Bret's head was large and appeared unruly for his scant body.  His baseball cap, screaming in primary colors offering no affinity to any sort of sports team or brand, only served to highlight the hulking monstrosity of his cranium. His face was plastered with a permanent smile, a smile formed by lips decorated by a smattering of sugar granules that came from his endless supply of candy that he carried around with him.  No one ever wanted any because the sweets were sticky and covered in fingerprints, but being generous of heart, he offered them just the same. 


Bret also liked to tell jokes to people and children's jokes were his favorite.  Knock-knock jokes in particular were his forte.  Despite obvious signs that he was of diminished intelligence, some people still took it upon themselves to make fun of him. 

He happened upon such a group of people one day and thought they looked sad, sitting around on a bench, taking turns taking swigs from something in a paper bag. Boldly, he walked up to them.

"Knock-knock!" Bret said to the group with a proud smile.

One looked up from his drink and held the bottle down away from his mouth. 

"Who's dere?" the man replied.

"Ada!" answered Bret gleefully.

"Ada, who?"

"Ada candy and it was soooo good!" Bret grinned, bits of multicolored candy showing in between his teeth.

"Look at dees one," one ridiculer spoke in a strange accent that Bret didn't recognize.  "Tinks he ees gomeedian. Why you not go back to gomidylan where you muss be from?" he finished, spitting uncouthly, following it up with a hearty laugh. "That ees, unless you has moneys for us?"

Bret frowned. He could tell they were sad inside, and he felt that his joke didn't help, even though he hoped it would. 

"I have no money, but you can have some of my candy," he offered, holding out a gummy handful of sweets. 

The ridiculer stopped laughing, touched by the young boy's braveness and generosity.  He smiled genuinely at Bret. 

"You keep it. Tank you," he said, patting Bret on the back. Bret smiled back, then turned his massive head around and went about his way.

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