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Mick:
Just watch this.
Narrator:
Mick roles a piece of the metal up into a ball. It rolls out
perfectly straight.
Dusty:
Wow, I've never seen metal do that before.
Mick:
That's nothing! Watch this. Dusty, lend me your hammer.
Narrator:
Mick hits the metal with the hammer as hard as he can. There isn't a
mark left on the metal.
Dusty:
Where you get this metal Mick?
Mick:
I found this stuff scattered all over my ranch this morning.
Lloyd:
Buddy, you really got yourself something there. For all we know it
could be pieces of a crashed flying saucer we've all been hearing
about. My advice to you is to take your bag of weird metal right down
to the radio station and tell them your story right now!
Mick:
You think that's a good idea, Lloyd?
Lloyd:
You bet it's a good idea. From what I hear there's a big reward
for
anyone who has evidence of a real flying saucer.
Mick:
Then I'm off to the radio station. Thanks for the tip, Lloyd. Say hi
to Obie and Aunt Bee for me.
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