Double Fudge [antikvár]

The Miser When my brother Fudge was five, he discovered money in a big way. "Hey, Pete," he said one night as I was getting out of the shower. "How much would it cost to buy New York?" "The city or the state?" I asked, as if it were a serious question. "Which is bigger?" "The state, but all the good stuff is in the city." People who don't live in the city might disagree, but I'm a city kind of guy. "We live in the city, right?" Fudge said. He was sitting on the open toilet seat in his pajamas. "You're not doing anything, are you?" I asked as I toweled myself dry.