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"
Orr
,
I
’
m
tired
.
Why
don
’
t
you
leave
me
alone
?
"
"
Tee
-
hee
-
hee
.
How
about
that
skinny
countess
in
Rome
and
her
skinny
daughter
-
in
-
law
?
"
Orr
persisted
impishly
with
increasing
zest
.
"
Did
you
ever
screw
them
?
"
"
Oh
,
how
I
wish
I
could
,
"
sighed
Yossarian
honestly
,
imagining
,
at
the
mere
question
,
the
prurient
,
used
,
decaying
feel
in
his
petting
hands
of
their
teeny
,
pulpy
buttocks
and
breasts
.
"
They
don
’
t
like
you
either
,
"
commented
Orr
.
"
They
like
Aarfy
,
and
they
like
Nately
,
but
they
don
’
t
like
you
.
Women
just
don
’
t
seem
to
like
you
.
I
think
they
think
you
’
re
a
bad
influence
.
"
"
Women
are
crazy
,
"
Yossarian
answered
,
and
waited
grimly
for
what
he
knew
was
coming
next
.
"
How
about
that
other
girl
of
yours
?
"
Orr
asked
with
a
pretense
of
pensive
curiosity
.
"
The
fat
one
?
The
bald
one
?
You
know
,
that
fat
bald
one
in
Sicily
with
the
turban
who
kept
sweating
all
over
us
all
night
long
?
Is
she
crazy
too
?
"
"
Didn
’
t
she
like
me
either
?
"
"
How
could
you
do
it
to
a
girl
with
no
hair
?
"
"
How
was
I
supposed
to
know
she
had
no
hair
?
"
