Conversations with Bean and Gracie

A Conversation with Bean

“Police nabidab… Police nabidab…”

“I think you mean, ‘Feliz navidad,'” I said.

“No, it goes, ‘Police nabidab,'” he said, as he continued to sing in the backseat of my car.

“Where’d you learn that song?” I asked.

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“Nowhere,” he replied.

“Well, then how do you know the words?”

“It’s just in my head,” he said.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he said, nonchalantly.  “I keep lots of important stuff in there.”

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