"Why don't you go running 'round the bases, go run into a lake, drown yourself, and swallow a bunch of baseballs from Heaven? Then I'll say, 'Peter! Oi! You seen any spare baseballs around here? I've got a hankering to swaller 'em.' Then, when he turns out his heavenly pockets to indicate he ain't got no baseballs in his row..." - Here at 3:15
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