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And, uh...

Know what a square is? I used to be a square.

But then I grew up.

I was the worst kind of square you could possibly imagine.

I was flat square.

And I might have stayed that way.

But one day I fell in love.

I fell in love with Miss Cohn.

She was wonderful.

Oh, I'd been out with other girls before.

They and their French curves.

But Miss Cohn was different.

She was so pure, so simple, so direct in every way.

I'd love to put her on a pedestal.

That's what I said to myself.

But I couldn't.

I was a square.

Worse, I was a flat square.

But thinking on her, I began to grow in dimension.

Until I became a cube.

A nice cube.

The coolest.

And then we began to go out together.

Miss Cohn and I.

I was so proud of her.

Bondly, I called her Pinhead.

Because her vital measurements were 20, 30, 40.

Oh, the sadness of it all.

Hollywood.

Saw how beautiful she was.

Made a star of her.

Admired the new dimension.

Now she'll have nothing to do with me.

Even though I'm a cube.

She's fallen in love with the littlest guy.

A point.

Oh.

Once upon a summer sidewalk, there was this little ant whose name was Smith.

Ant Smith had been working hard in the grass all morning long.

Doing what ants do when they're working.

But now it was afternoon.

And he was making his willy nilly way across the world.

The warm cement.

Feeling the heat of the sun under his many little feet.

Everything was wonderful in Ant Smith's universe.

Until he looked up.

And right above him, he saw a huge, monstrous, buzzing fly.

Whose name was Smith too.

But Ant Smith didn't know this.

He only knew the fly could fly.

He couldn't fly.

He wasn't a flying ant.

And there were other reasons for his prejudice.

So you can imagine how Ant Smith felt when out of the corner of his walking away eye, he looked back and saw a huge hand destroy Fly Smith.

Ant Smith stopped in his tracks.

Chuckled quietly to himself.

How was he to know that that hand's foot would step on him? And how was Mr.

Smith to know that he had just killed two Smiths? Ant Fly Smith.

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