Once I had forty cents but I spent it at the Mammoth Carnival.

I paid ten cents to throw six balls so I could get a funny doll and I never hit the doll and when I only had ten cents left I made believe the doll was Deadwood Gamely and I hated and hated with all my might while I threw the ball the last six times but I couldn't hit the doll." "You can't aim so good when you're mad," Pee-wee said, "so if you want to hit somebody with a tomato or an egg or anything like that you just have kind thoughts about the person that you're aiming at, only you're not supposed to throw tomatoes and eggs and things because you can have more fun eating them.

I wouldn't waste a tomato on that feller because anyway you've got your tongue." "You can't sass him," said Pepsy, "because he uses big words and he's such a smarty and he makes you feel silly and then you begin to cry and get mad.

When he says I'm an orphan and things--and things--Wiggle hates him, too, don't you, Wiggle ?" The girl was almost crying then and Pee-wee comforted her.
"Do you think I don't know any long words ?" he said.

"I know some of the longest words that were ever invented and--and--even I can make special ones myself.