talk bout it？〃 naturally； she does most of the talkin； an it is really jus a string of gripes bout men。 she say we are 〃lazy； unresponsible； selfish； low…down lyin shits。〃 she is goin on that way for a wile an then she start to cry。 i says； 〃awe； jenny； don'；t do that。 it ain'；t nothin。 that ole rudolph didn'；t look like the kinda feller for you no how； squattin on the floor like that an all。〃 an she say； 〃yes； forrest； probly you is right。 i'；d like to go home now。〃 an so we do。 when we get home； jenny begun takin off her clothes。 she is down to her underpants； an i am jus settin on the couch tryin not to notice； but she e up an stand in front of me an she say； 〃forrest； i want you to fuck me now。〃 you coulda knocked me over with a feather！ i jus set there an gawked up at her。 then she set down nex to me an started foolin with my britches； an nex thing i knowed； she'；d got off my shirt an was huggin an kissin me an all。 at first； it was jus a little odd； her doin all that。 course i had dreamed bout it all along； but i had not expected it quite this way。 but then； well i guess somethin e over me； an it didn'；t matter what i'；d expected； cause we was rollin aroun on the couch an had our clothes nearly off an then jenny pulled down my undershorts an her eyes get big an she say； 〃whooo— lookit what you got there！〃 an she grapped me jus like miz french had that day； but jenny never say nothin about me keepin my eyes closed； so i didn'；t。 well； we done all sorts of things that afternoon that i never even dreamt of in my wildest imagination。 jenny shown me shit i never could of figgered out on my own— sidewise； crosswise； upside down； bottom…wise； lengthwise； dogwise； standin up； settin down； bendin over； leanin back； inside…out an outside…in— only way we didn'；t try it was apart！ we rolled all over the livin room an into the kitchen— stove in furniture； knocked shit over； pulled down drapes； mussed up the rug an even turned the tv set on by accident。 wound up doin it in the sink； but don'；t axe me how。 when we is finally finished； jenny jus lie there a wile； an then she look at me an say； 〃goddamn； forrest； where is you been all my life？〃 〃i been aroun；〃 i says。 naturally； things are a bit different between jenny an me after that。 we menced to sleep in the same bed together； which was also kind of strange for me at first； but i sure got used to it。 when we was doin our act at the hodaddy club； ever so often jenny would pass by me an muss up my hair； or run her fingers down the back of my neck。 all of a sudden things start to change for me— like my whole life jus begun； an i am the happiest feller in the world。 。。！ 阿甘正传（英文版）11 the day arrived when we is to give our little play in professor quackenbush'；s class at harvard。 the scene we is to do is when king lear an his fool go out onto the heath； which is like a marsh or a field back home； an a big storm done blowed up an everbody run into a shack called a 〃hovel。〃 inside the hovel there is a guy called mad tom o'；bedlam who is actually a character name of edgar disguised up as a crazy person on account of being fucked over by his brother； who is a bastid。 also； the king is gone totally nuts by this time； an edgar is playin a nut too； an the fool； of course； is actin like one。 my part is to be the earl of gloucester； who is edgar'；s father； an sort of a straight man for them other stooges。 professor quackenbush have rigged up a ole blanket or somethin to resemble a hovel an he has got some kind of wind machine to sound like a storm— big electric fan with clothespins holdin pieces of paper to the blades。 anyway； here e elmer harrington iii as king lear； dressed in a gunnysack an wearin a colander on his head。 the girl they got to play the fool has foun a fool'；s costume someplace； with a little cap that has bells tied to it； an them kinds of shoes that curl up in front like arabs wear。 the guy playin tom o'；bedlam has foun hissef a beatle wig an some clothes out of the garbage an has painted his face with dirt。 they is takin it all very seriously。 i am probly the best…lookin of the bunch； tho； cause jenny done set down an sewed me up a costume out of a sheet an a pillow case that i am wearin like a diaper； an she has also made me a cape out of a tablecloth； just like superman wears。 anyway； professor quackenbush start up his wind machine an say for us to begin at page twelve； where mad tom is tellin us his sad story。 〃do poor tom some charity； whom the foul fiend vexes；〃 tom say。 an king lear say； 〃what？ have his daughters brought him to this pass？ couldst thou save nothing？ didst thou give them all？〃 an the fool say； 〃nay； he reserved a blanket； else we had all been shamed。〃 this shit go on for a wile； then the fool say； 〃this cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen。〃 in this； the fool is correct。 just bout this time； i am sposed to enter into the hovel carrying a torch； which professor quackenbush have borrowed from the drama department。 the fool call out； 〃look！ here e a walking fire！〃 an professor quackenbush light my torch an i go across the room into the hovel。 〃this is the foul fiend flibbertigibbet；〃 tom o'；bedlam say。 〃what'；s he？〃 the king axes。 an i say； 〃what are you there？ your names？〃 mad tom say he is jus 〃po tom； that eats the swimmin frawg； the toad； the tadpole and the newt。。。〃 an a bunch of other shit； an then i sposed to suddenly recognize the king； an say： 〃what！ hath your grace no better pany？〃 an mad tom； he answer； 〃the prince of darkness is a gentleman— modo he'；s call'；d； and mahu。〃 the wind machine be blowin hard now； an i reckon professor quackenbush have not considered that i am six feet six inches tall when he built the hovel； cause the top of my torch is bumpin against the ceiling。 mad tom； he is now sposed to say； 〃poor tom