"little johnny carptenter" by - black francis little johnny carpenter stepped off the school bus & instead of heading straight home, as he usually did, he decided to take a shortcut through the woods. about two minutes into his journey, johnny ran into an elf sitting upon a rock; deep in thought. startled, yet filled with youthful curiousity, little johnny carpenter approached the creature. "excuse me, mister .. " he said in an almost-whisper, " .. but, are you an elf?" "yes. yes, i am." "do you live in these woods?" "yes. yes, i do." "how come? how come you don't live with the rest of the townsfolk?" "well, little boy; i'm scared." "scared of what?" "exploitation." puzzled, johnny inched even closer to the creature & hesitantly sat down next to him on the rock. "what ever do you mean, 'exploitation'?" "well, kid, quite frankly, i don't want to have my face plastered onto t-shirts, lunch boxes, saturday morning television cartoons, *or* sugar-coated breakfast cereals. i don't want to be just another elf whose time has come & gone. i don't want my own sitcom. i don't want my own feature film." "but, that would never happen here, in trucksville. you'd be free to come & go & live & work amongst the other citizens. you could get a full-time job with my father at the garage & move into the barn until you could afford a place of your own." "oh, give it up, kid. i am not your corporate whore. i have morals, convictions, & they're certainly not for sale. i have respect for myself, boy, & i'm not going to let some greasy hollywood agent take that away from me." then, little johnny carpenter began talking to the elf about marketing, trading, stocks, bonds, buying, selling, promotions, merchandise, & the vast, almost neverending, market that layed overseas. sure, johnny carpenter couldn't beat jessica zglinksky in a spelling bee, but he sure did know business. a little over an hour later, johnny & the elf shook hands & left the woods together, as business partners. after a few unsuccesful attempts at daytime drama, the elf left for hollywood to persue his "true" calling; children's programming. "elf's corner" ran for almost twenty consecutive years on network television & successfully spawned it's own line of children's clothing & an amusement park, in the process. little johnny carptenter, however, was not so lucky. almost thirty years after their initial confrontation in the woods, johnny carpenter became an alcoholic & an avid cocaine user. spending what little money he earned on cheap wine & expensive prostitutes (or was that the other way around?), johnny was forced to declare bankruptcy & move in with his grandmother. last time he was seen alive, he was seen in the adult movie section of the local cap'n video (tm). despite all of this, the town of trucksville erected a plaque in town square to honor little johnny carpenter. it was small, sure, but it was a testament to the greatest business prodigy to ever step foot in their quaint little community. 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