Am I happy? Why, I’m happy as a bug on the bow of a boat! Have ya ever watched a grasshopper at the bow of a boat, when the ol’ steamer is churning along at a good clip, the hull is poundin’ the cobalt blue water into a fine spray and the shore is sailin’ by; and that ol’ grasshopper is clinging to the railing for dear life, his little antennae are trailing in the wind, his molars are all catchin’ sunlight, his eyes are glazed over and glistening in grateful satisfaction, and the tobacco juice is streamin’ out the corners of his mouth and collecting in his whiskers and his ears? Now that’s happy! OBIE’S QUEST
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