Chapter 8 Benny

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"Step right up, see the sort-of amazing radioactive antelope!" George the radioactive bat yells over the podium.

"Hey!"

I add, "We want to attract customers, not repulse them!"

"That takes away all of the fun." George sighs back at me.

Eventually, about five tourists come up, gasping at our fake props and taking pictures at every inch of our booth they see.

"How much?" A woman asks George.

"$Five-"

I nudge him. "Higher!" I whisper.

"Twenty dollars!"

We get One-Hundred dollars of those fools. I like this...

"Whoa!" The tourists yell. "Check THIS out, everyone!"

With that, hundreds more tourists come flying into the line. "Raise the prices!" I proclaim.

Hours later...

"Ten-thousand, two-hundred and twenty-two.... Ten-thousand, two-hundred and twenty-three.... Ten-thousand, two-hundred and twenty-four..."

Woo-Hoo!

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