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"May the best... may the best man... may the best person... may the best person win... may the best person compete.. may the best person compete; I cannot... I refuse... I refuse to be... I refuse to be defeated; I'm too..."
After that last line, Robert collapsed from the pedestal, his hat floating down to cover his head.
In the hospital, Suzie inquired, "Sir, what will become of our town's starter and auctioneer?"
"Sorry, ma'am, but he didn't have heatstroke. Bobby's suffered a brain aneurysm. Thing's the size of a golf ball."
"Who's gonna auction off his truck?"
"The Tacoma?"
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