Benny: I went last week.
Ham: I'm not going.
Timmy: Me neither.
Tommy: Me neither.
Smalls: Come on, somebody's got to go. That's the deal, we gotta go talk about baseball with him.
Ham: Yeah, so you could get that ball signed by the Yankees for your step-dad.
Yeah-Yeah: Yeah yeah, we didn't get anything out of that.
Smalls: What are you talking about? We get to hear all his cool baseball stories!
Squints: Yeah, I been doin' some thinkin' and what I'm thinkin' is that Old Man Mertle is full of it.
Smalls: What?
Squints: He's telling stories! They're not true! He's making this crap up!
Yeah-Yeah: Yeah yeah, he's a liar, a phony, a fabricator, a fibber, a trickster, a falsifier, a...
Benny: OK. We get it. But why?
Squints: Well...haven't you guys noticed...Old Man Mertle looks a little more like Kenny than the rest of us.
Kenny: Hey!
Benny: Whoa!
Squnits: Well, not you, Benny, but the rest of us.
Kenny: What's that supposed to mean?
Squints: Well, he tells all these stories about playing in the Majors, and how he would have broke Babe Ruth's home run record if he didn't go blind, and he's...just a little...well...
Smalls: Just because he's blind now doesn't mean he didn't play baseball back then.
Ham: You idiot! He doesn't mean that he's blind, he means that he's black.
Smalls: So what. You're saying he can't play baseball because he's black. That's not right.
Squints: Not in the majors. Not until 1947.
Ham: I wonder if he's lying about other stuff too.
Squints: Like the Beast! I bet he really does eat people.
Kenny: Or that Ty Cobb baked him a birthday cake.
Smalls: Do you think the cure to blindness is really the gentle touch of a 12-year-old boy?
All: What!?
Smalls: He didn't...say that...to you? Me neither.
Yeah-Yeah: Yeah yeah, I can't believe we never caught on to it.
Benny: Especially since I'm such a big fan of the Dodgers.
Smalls: The who?
Benny: The Dodgers, you know the team Jackie Robinson played for. We were talking about them the other day.
Smalls: Oh, I thought you said...Jackee'.
Ham: You mean that wimpy...wait a minute, who?
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