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An ounce of resentment... says:
*continues to dig up information on the Forest Heritage Scenic Byway
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
Forest Heritage: watching trees grow.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
exciting.
An ounce of resentment... says:
*laughs* pretty much
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
It'd make a great movie.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
"The Millionth Acre: Heritage of the Forest"
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
Starring: tree.
An ounce of resentment... says:
"And little Billy-Joe knew that the tree outside his window was as old as he was. Pa said that it was planted when he was just a new-born type baby, and that when Billy-Joe had his own son, he'd plant his own tree. All the trees in the forest belonged to Billy-Joe's family."
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
yes, ever since the Pleistocene era, two things were the same: Billy-Joe's family had big teeth, and Billy-Joe's family planted trees.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
In fact, Billy-joes friends often called him beaver, which really hurt. Beavers hurt trees, but Billy loved his little tree, and dressed it differently every day.
An ounce of resentment... says:
Billy-Joe had a big family. His sister Anna-May had twenty kids of her own, and those kids had kids, too. Billy-Joe always had lots of kids to play with.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
we're sick.
An ounce of resentment... says:
poor little Billy-Joe
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
indeed.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
but one day, Billy-Joes father came up to him
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
and said, "Billy Joe, I'm proud of the way you hike out every day to take care of that tree.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
I've been counting for five years, and that there's the one millionth tree on the one millionth acre! You're the first person ever to own the millionth tree!"
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
"So don't let those kids get you down, Billy-Joe. You can hold your head high, knowing you have something very special!"
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
And Billy joe worked for the forest service
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
and he lived happily ever after.
An ounce of resentment... says:
*laughs*
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
until one day....
An ounce of resentment... says:
im tempted to put this on my livejournal.....
An ounce of resentment... says:
Visitors came to billy-Joe's forest
An ounce of resentment... says:
And the visitors had large saws that buzzed and metal teeth that were worse than beaver teeth
An ounce of resentment... says:
they saw billy-joe's tree and they thought that it would be the perfect tree to build a house with
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
One of these fellows was Shel Silverstein.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
and upon seeing Billy-Joe's heartbroken expression, sobbing on the stump of his tree
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
he decided to write a book.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
Oh, the tragedy behind classic children's literature!
An ounce of resentment... says:
*snickers*
An ounce of resentment... says:
"The Stump" became the most popular poem that Shel Silverstein ever wrote
An ounce of resentment... says:
most people thought it was about a pirate, but Billy-Joe knew it was about his tree
An ounce of resentment... says:
and everytime he read the book, he made sure the stump of his tree heard it, too.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
He put a big stocking cap on the stump, so it wouldn't get cold when the snow fell
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
and he tried to make it as comfortable as possible...
An ounce of resentment... says:
but he knew the stumps days were over
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
because a new danger came: beetles.
An ounce of resentment... says:
and the beetles liked Billy Joe's stump more than the metal toothed saws liked Billy Joe's tree
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
"No!" Billy Joe screamed, flailing about with his big hammer.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
Splat!
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
Squish!
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
Even when juice got in his eyes, Billy Joe kept swinging.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
He loved his tree! Stump! Pile!
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
But it was no use.
An ounce of resentment... says:
The stump was no more. Billy Joe wept over the splintered remains of his tree, even when the sharp edges dug into his palms.
Jeeves: "Speaking of hair, or the lack of it, Brian..." says:
and his eyes.
An ounce of resentment... says:
He would never love another tree as much as he loved this tree.