Three
"Go get a banana!" barked Mr. Bemis.
"I don't think we have one...." said the Clone.
"Then go to the store and get one, you idiot... and make it a big one!"
"But...."
"But what?"
"We don't have any stores in this forum."
"You're right..."
"Well, what are we gonna do?"
"I'LL tell ya what we're gonna do....you're gonna go down to Jef Herring's Office."
"You think he's got one?"
"Nnnn You think he's got one?" Mr. Bemis mimicked his clone, "Of course he's got one..... he's a therapist for Christ's sake!"
"But I forgot the keys to the jeep."
"Well put it in gear. I'll give you a push to get ya' going then pop the clutch and you're home free."
"Home?"
"Get in the Jeep!" yelled Bemis as the rain continued to pour.
"Well there went the Clone down that muddy dirt road, over bumps through puddles and all at 60 miles an hour.
"So this is what they mean by passion in action he said to himself." At that instant he realized he was running out of gas.
"Oh darn it!" he said, "Mr. Bemis is gonna kill me."
Then he thought of Judy and his mind immediately went into the alpha state....... ahhhhhh.... At that moment a big truck rode by and he got splashed with mud right in his face. That snapped him out of it, but sweet Judy was still with him, "What's good about this?" he asked himself.
So there sat the Clone coasting at 11 miles an hour with his motor turned off nearly out of gas, not a penny on him and covered with mud from head to toe and all he could think of was "What's good about this? I'm having a breakthrough..... this is even better than the first time I did smack."
