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He swaggered into the room (in which he was now the “smartest guy”) with
a certain Wikipedic insouciance, and without skipping a beat made a
beeline towards Dorothy, busting right through her knot of admirers, and
she threw her arms around him and gave him a passionate though slightly
tickly kiss, moaning softly, “Oooohh, Scarecrow!”
David S. Nelson of Falls Church, Va.
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this did me in!
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