Another One. When you're a child, you learn there are three dimensions - height, width, and depth.
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- You up? - Uh-uh.
Paterson
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Thanks.
Paterson
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You're just... dirt.
Paterson
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Oh, yeah, that's... that's real funny. A man dying of heartbreak. That... that's hilarious. No. We are sympathetic.
Paterson
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Like a shoebox. Then, later, you hear there's a fourth dimension - time.
Paterson
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Hmm... Then some say there can be five, six, seven...
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Damn, brother. You should be an actor.
Paterson
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I am an actor.
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♪ They call me Paul Laurence Dunbar ♪ Huh, no, they call me Paul Lawrence Dunbar ♪ I wear the mask ♪ Hmm. No ideas but in things. ♪ They call me Paul Lawrence Dunbar ♪ A paradox of stray shots and gun bars ♪ I shoot the gift, no gun charge, I run yard ♪ You millionaires get killed here, I'm slum, dawg ♪ Who wanna squab? Well, then, en garde ♪ Just one God ♪ And I don't spar with the sub-human or sub-par ♪ Mmm, see I go hard when it jump off ♪ KO rappers, a slow rapper get bumped off ♪ I'm proactive. Them bad habits done rubbed off ♪ Now y'all have 'em ♪ Negroes with attitude, whole squad is all Madden ♪ All Madden... ♪ So Staten ♪ So... ♪
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Ah, I'm guessin' this is your human ball-and-chain, right, pimpin'? Yeah, sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I think it's something really interesting that you're working on. Yeah. I'm still workin' on it, you know. I'm trying to figure out how... how to spit it out. But thanks, I really appreciate that. Your laboratory? Wherever it hits me is where it's gonna be. Ah, well, good luck. Thank you. Yeah. Thank you. Appreciate it. Later, pimpin'! A'ight! Peace!
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...he comes back with a shotgun. Now the bear comes over, taps him on the shoulder, knocks the shotgun out the way, and does the same thing. So he's sittin' like this, look at this bear. - He does not go back. - Well, he goes back. First, he goes out and gets a bazooka, puts the bazooka on his shoulder. He walks out there, the bear comes up, taps him on the shoulders and says... you don't come here.
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Poem. I'm in the house. It's nice out. Warm. Sun on cold snow. First day of spring or last of winter.