Ralphie: *Crying in his bed*
Three blocks away, Schwartz was getting his. There has never been a kid who didn't believe vaguely but incessantly that he would be stricken blind before he reached 21, and then they'd be sorry.
Flashback time.
Ralphie: *Wearing sunglasses, a fedora, and trench coat. He carries a cane, as he walks onto the front porch of his house, and knocks twice on the door*
Mother: *Opens door* Why, it's Ralph.
Dad: *Happy* Come on in Ralph. Where have Du been?
Ralphie: *Walks into door, and taps things with his cane*
Mother: *Shocked* Why, he's carrying in a cane.
Dad: Is he......
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