1. It's family game night
at the Smiths'!
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2. Welcome back.
I'm your host Tuttle.
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3. And we're playing
"The Newlywed Game."
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4. I'm not
part of your family.
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5. I want to go home.
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6. But you're doing
a great job!
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7. Also,
remember our arrangement!
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8. You host,
or you get this.
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9. All right, gentlemen,
let's see how well
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10. your wives have predicted
what you will say.
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11. Francine,
the question was,
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12. "Who is your husband's
personal hero?"
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13. That's easy. He has all his
cookbooks, DVDs, and posters.
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14. Stan's hero is...
Guy Fieri!
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15. Mwah!
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16. Fieri's the coolest cat
in America,
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17. shakin' his tail feather
with the five S's —
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18. style, smile,
sickness, slickness,
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19. and smoked meats
that are oh-so-tender.
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20. And guess what, kiddies?
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21. He's in town
scouting locations
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22. for "Diners, Drive-Ins,
and Dives!"
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23. Lookie here, baby.
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24. Uh-huh!
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25. Klaus, we're playing a game
here.
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26. Well, it's game on
for Klaus, too.
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27. I'm taking my new outfit out
tonight to score some honeys.
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28. Whatever.
Go to hell.
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29. No you, Klaus!
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30. Now. to our leading couple who
have not missed a question yet.
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31. Hayley, who is your husband's
personal hero?
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32. That would be
Ben Dronkers.
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33. Mwah!
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34. Ben Dronkers?
Who the hell's that?
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35. He created Gorilla Glue #4,
Jeff's favorite strain of weed.
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36. Hayley, don't say "favorite"
so loud!
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37. The other weeds
will hear you!
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38. Every one of Jeff's answers
is marijuana-related.
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39. It's why they're winning.
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40. His only interest
is getting stoned!
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41. Dad!
He's got no job,
no future!
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42. There's nothing to him
besides smoking pot!
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43. Mr. S.,
you're stressing me out!
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44. Tuttle!
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45. Let "The Newlywed Game" records
show
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46. my son-in-law
has no identity!
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47. Hate to be the guy
he's mad at.
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48. Aah!
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49. Maybe your dad's right.
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50. Maybe my identity
is all about weed.
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51. I don't know if "maybe"
is the right word.
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52. I need to take a walk
and think things over.
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53. Want me to go with you,
babe?
Nah.
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54. I'm just gonna go do some
circles in the laundry room.
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55. I've been eavesdropping.
Oh.
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56. But I do agree,
you need an identity,
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57. and a great way to do that —
get a job!
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58. A job?
I better talk to Hayley.
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59. She'll know
what she wants me to do.
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60. Hayley. Yes.
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61. I was just talking to
our mutual friend Hayley.
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62. You can leave that open!
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63. Jeff, I hate to plant this idea
in your head,
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64. but Hayley's also
been complaining
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65. that you have
no identity/job.
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66. Oh, no!
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67. Wait, I like pizza.
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68. Maybe I could get a job
answering doors
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69. for people
who order pizza.
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70. Like at parties!
Or...?
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71. What if I got a job
working ata pizza place?
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72. I think
that might be genius.
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73. I wonder if my identity
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74. is someone
who puts olives on a pizza.
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75. Not bad.
Just the right amount of grime.
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76. Holy legit-a-moly, boys,
we may have found a dive!
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77. I don't think you're allowed
to just grab that.
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78. Pal, don't you know
who that is?
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79. Some county treasurer?
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80. That's Guy Fieri!
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81. Shh! Don't interrupt!
He's about to hunch!
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82. Mmm!
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83. I'm getting the fennel and
fattiness from the sausage,
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84. a nice kick of Cayenne
in the sauce.
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85. Buddy! Talk about
packing up the taste buds
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86. for a weekend trip
to Flavortown!
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87. Is that good?
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88. He asked if that's good.
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89. Hey, Guy,
check this dude out!
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90. He looks like you!
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91. I'm not really seeing it.
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92. I swear, boss!
Let me show you.
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93. A little more mustache,
some cool earrings.
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94. There it is!
I see the resemblance.
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95. Something about this dude who
looks like me that I just like.
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96. Brother, you have got to
hang with us.
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97. No way!
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98. Out on the town, and everyone's
checking out my new outfit.
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99. Excuse me.It's on.
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100. So, baby,
what's your name?Black Nissan.
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101. You think I'm some car valet
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102. because of my white shirt,
my bow tie, my sweet vest,
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103. my foreign accent —
Oh, balls.
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104. Hold on, maybe we
just go with it.
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105. Could be a great opportunity
to pick up a few bucks.
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106. And a lucky break, too.
I don't have a dime on me.
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107. Nothing? You told me you were
paying for the evening!
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108. I see
what happened here.
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109. I was lying to you, Klaus.
I don't respect you.
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110. Anything interesting
happen at work?
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111. I found an olive slice
that looked like a doughnut.
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112. Well, no wonder
you're so tired.
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113. Oh, and, also,
Guy Fieri came in.
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114. He asked me
to hang out with him
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115. and some friends of his
he calls the Pesto Crew.
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116. Guy Fieri asked you
to join his posse?
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117. Yeah, but they seem kind of
weird, so I think I'll pass.
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118. Well, if you're not interested,
then you shouldn't —
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119. Shut up! Shut up!
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120. Jeff, don't make the biggest
mistake of your life!
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121. Guy Fieri has tapped you
to join the Pesto Crew.
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122. Do you know
what that means?
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123. Mr. S., you just said
25 words in a row.
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124. People don't think I count
words, but sometimes I do.
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125. Jeff,
this is your identity!
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126. It is?
Yes!
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127. What greater identity
is there
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128. than giving me access
to Guy Fieri?
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129. It doesn't seem like
I'd fit in with —Don't disappoint Hayley.
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130. But she said
she didn't care —Eh, eh, eh, eh!
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131. Sounds like what a divorce
lawyer might advise her to say.
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132. A d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d?
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133. Divorce.
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134. So if you want to
save your marriage,
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135. you'll join
the Pesto Crew.
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136. It's exactly
what Hayley craves.
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137. How do you know?
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138. Because we share
the same sperm-DNA.
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139. Everything I like,
she likes, too.
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140. It's genetics.
Of course.
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141. Genetics!
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142. Oh, my God, Jeff, are you
making the case to me,
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143. scientifically, that you need to
join the Pesto Crew?
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144. You've done it again.
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145. Show us your clam!
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146. That man is waggling
his penis at me!
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147. No one's stopping you from
waggling back, Cracker Jack!
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148. Yeah!
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149. Man, oh, man.
He is on top of the world.
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150. And then Jeff told me Guy wants
to open a café in the Louvre.
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151. And then Jeff told me
they'd only serve ribs
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152. and it would be called "Guy's
Art-Town Motorcycle Munchies."
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153. Hayley, I'd like to
take this opportunity
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154. to congratulate you
on your marriage to Jeff.
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155. Dad, you could have said that
at my wedding
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156. instead of demanding that
the band play more
"white" music.
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157. Can it really be?
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158. Meet the fam!
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159. Guy's here!
In my house!
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160. No one chows without
boogie-woogie rock
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161. while I'm around.
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162. Mmm!
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163. Bodaciously buttery spuds.
Mmm.
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164. That is the definition
of stupid in Flavortown.
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165. Uh, would you
care to sit?
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166. Guy only eats standing up.
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167. Geeks eat sitting down.
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168. Wait, everybody eats
sitting down. Hey!
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169. Jeff!
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170. M-Mr. Fieri, I'm Jeff's
father-in-law, Stan.
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171. I'm honored to—Looks like Ruffles
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172. is flirtin' with
your smokin' hot daughter.
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173. Her name's Hayley. I made her
myself out of my own sperm-DNA.
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174. Get off me!
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175. Uh-oh!
Someone's on the rag!
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176. Don't worry, she keeps tampons
in her purse!
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177. Look at me,
I'm a bigwig.
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178. I'm gonna do a factory.
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179. Jeff!
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180. I'm saving my marriage!
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181. Jeff's been acting
like a total jerk
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182. since he became part
of this Pesto Crew.
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183. Not true. Nope. Never.
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184. Stan, you have to
get him to quit.
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185. I'm afraid
we've come to an impasse.
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186. You're not budging.
I'm not budging.
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187. There's no choice left but...
Family War!
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188. Men versus women!
Hyah!
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189. Steve! It's Family War!
Steve!
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190. Jeff, let me
be very clear.
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191. This new "identity" of yours
is absolutely not working.
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192. Wait, I thought it would
help our marriage.
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193. Nope. It's actually negatively
affecting our relationship.
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194. Oh. But they're pretty funny
guys —
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195. Jeff, I'm not kidding around.
Promise you'll quit.
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196. I will, I promise.
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197. This is nice—
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198. Family War...
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199. Steve!
It's going down!
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200. Where are you?
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201. Stockton to Malone!
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202. I've never seen
a valet do that.
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203. They're digging us.
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204. Man, this bed
is, like, super lumpy.
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205. Was that —
Was that Steve's voice?
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206. You're supposed to get
a new bed every 10 years.
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207. How long have I
had this thing?
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208. So...
keep parking cars?
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209. Yeah!
Keep parking cars.
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210. Adelante!
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211. Jeff-O! Pull up some chairs,
help me dip some of this shit!
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212. Actually, sir, there's something
I need to talk about.
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214. Due to marital circumstances,
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215. I have to quit
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216. And if you're looking for
someone to replace him,
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217. here's a chicken breast
I've been marinating for 8 years
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218. in Mountain Dew
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219. Please consider this
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220. I refuse this.
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221. Jeff, I hate hearing
that you want to leave.
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222. But I agree with you.
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223. You shouldn't be
in the Pesto Crew.
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224. You should be its leader.
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225. I haven't announced it yet,
but I'm retiring.
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226. And, Jeff, I want you
to run my empire.
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227. Me? Why?
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228. You have the stuff to be Chief
Junkyard Dog of Flavortown.
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229. That sounds amazing.
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231. Do it, you maroon! But —
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232. She didn't like when
you were a hanger-on.
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233. But if you were the one
others were hanging onto,
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234. Hayley would eat it up!
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Sandwich
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236. dripping with donkey sauce! She said—
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237. Remember, this is coming from
your future number-one toadie,
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238. so you know I'm giving it
to you straight.
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239. I think you're right.
This is something I need to do.
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240. Mr. Fieri, I accept your offer
to run the empire.
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241. Gangster choice.
To the new Guy Fieri!
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242. It looks like a hole-in-the-wall
from the outside,
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243. but if you like greasy, gloopy,
home-style cooking
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244. served by ordinary people,
you've come to the right place.
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245. Welcome to the Smith house,
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246. the kind of joint where
you can throw peanut shells
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247. right on the floor.
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248. Jeff! You said
you were going to quit!
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249. Quiet, please!
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250. No shirt, no shoes,
no problem!
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251. Jeff! Our room! Now!
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252. You promised — promised —
you would quit the Pesto Crew.
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253. As long as we're gonna
flap our lips, why don't
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254. Why don't we take an entire sea
bass, slice it down the middle,
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my signature spicy ketchup,
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256. and wash it down with
some icy-cold Cervezas?
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257. Jeff! You crossed a serious line
in our relationship.
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258. See,
this is what I love.
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259. Talking to real people
about real things.
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260. That's my America.
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261. Please, I need you
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262. No! No!
I am not gonna fist bump!
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263. Jeff, I feel betrayed.
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264. Our marriage
is in trouble.
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265. Dog house alert.
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266. What is this?
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who you are anymore...
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268. Dang, I warned him
his marriage was in danger,
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270. Yesterday I ate something
pickled, and I was like, "Ooh!"
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271. Jeff, this breaks my heart
more than you can imagine,
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272. but I can't stand seeing
my daughter so miserable.
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273. This Guy Fieri thing
you're doing...
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274. it has to end.
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275. Time to unspike that hair.
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276. Weird.
But your stupid hat covers all.
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277. Impossible. Jeff,
what is going on? Talk to me!
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278. Sammy Hagar
likes poblano peppers.
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279. Take those
stupid glasses off!
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280. My God, there's something
supernatural happening.
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281. But what?
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282. This bathroom
is the bomb.
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283. You should fry some baloney
in here.
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284. There's something extremely
strange happening with Jeff.
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285. I can't explain it,
but I do know one thing —
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286. when you have questions, there's
only one place to get answers —
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287. the Public Library.
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288. I could have sworn this homeless
shelter was once a library.
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289. It is a library.
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290. In that case, I'm looking for
information on Guy Fieri.
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291. Let's start by cross-referencing
it with anything supernatural —
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292. Volume seven.
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293. Time-Life's "Mysteries
of the Unknown" series.
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294. "The Eternal Fieri."
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295. Bingo.
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296. "Guy Fieri is
a mischievous ancient demon
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297. who has existed since
the dawn of mankind.
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298. The demon survives by taking
control of a human body.
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299. Once inside,
it eats its weight in food
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300. every four-and-a-half days.
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301. When diabetes
inevitably sets in,
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302. the demon must exit the body
and migrate into a younger one.
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303. And so it continues
its never-ending quest
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304. for bold flavors, boisterous
compadres, pinkie rings..."
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305. My God.
The demon has moved into Jeff.
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306. Jeff is Guy Fieri.
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307. Do you have
"Infinite Jest?"
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308. Francine, you need
to brace yourself.
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309. That's not Jeff.
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310. That's a demon. What up, goose?
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311. And the only way
to remove the demon
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312. is to return it to where it was
born long ago — Flavortown.
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313. Jeff's... a demon? Speed it up, Francine.
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314. By now you should be shocked
that Flavortown is a real place.
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315. And it really is. Which is why
I'm taking Jeff there now.
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316. Hey, want to boogie
down the shore
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317. for a little bit of sizzle? We talking road trip?
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318. Big bonanza style.
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319. Out. Of. Bounds.
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320. I'll take this to-go,
Big Mama.
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321. It says Flavortown should be
somewhere around here.
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322. I'll tell you one thing,
this is Frito pie weather.
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323. Hey!
Good-looking dude.
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324. This mack daddy's
got the munchies!
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325. I'm home.
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326. Oh, dang! I left my special
driving cane in that Acura TL.
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327. Oh, did you, Klaus?
Then what's this?
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328. Bro, you are literally giving me
back my life right now.
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329. Hmm, my throat's
a little dry.
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330. A nice cool glass of water
should hit the spot.
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331. Roger, did you hear that?
Am I losing it?
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332. If you're losing it,
I'm losing it, buddy.
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333. I love your outfit.
I have to have you.
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334. This is more like it.
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335. So, straight
to your place?
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336. Uh, going a little fast
for the turn, aren't you?
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337. What the
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338. Oh, sorry, sir.
We just park your vehicle.
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339. We don't actually keep track
of where they are.
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340. This guy lost our cars!
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341. We want our cars!
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342. Well, you get death!
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343. Hyah!
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344. Whoa!
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I see your light on!
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"Valet the Vanquisher" again?
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347. No, Mom!
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348. Moms don't need to
know everything.
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"To remove the demon,
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of the demon's power."
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352. But what is the source?
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353. Ahh,
the source of my power.
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354. Whoa!
Are you full demon now?
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355. I was forged in this spicy
habanero mango-infused queso,
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all God's creation.
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357. So, it's good?
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358. I can never know.
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359. For if I sip from the pool,
it will destroy me,
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360. the demon Fieri,
for all of eternity.
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361. For Jeff to come back,
Guy Fieri has to die?
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362. But I like you way better
than Jeff.
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363. You... are a true G.
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364. How I lust
to taste this.
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never get down with.
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366. Why can't Hayley love this Jeff,
the perfect Jeff?
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368. Mr. Fieri, I have an idea.
May I taste the queso for you?
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369. That, my friend, would put
the shamalama in ding dong.
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370. Wow.
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371. I knew it!
Tell me how it tastes.
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372. It's good.
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373. Give me more than that,
brother!
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374. Well, it has a yellow-y,
kind of melted taste...
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375. Your words fail you,
mortal!
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376. Oh, I know now!
It doesn't taste like paint.
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377. What the hell's that even —
Get out of my way!
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378. Mmm!
These spices are off the hook.
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379. Habanero's totally legit.
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380. Mmm, now I'm getting big hits
of that mango tango.
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381. Grease-dribbling-down-the-chin
good.
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382. His beautiful words.
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383. They'll be lost forever.
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384. I've called things money before,
but this is money!
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385. I've made a terrible mistake!
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386. Mr. Fieri? Guy?
Is this you?
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387. Hey, Mr. S.!
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388. Nooooo!
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389. He wasn't a demon,
he was an angel!
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390. So your husband's a demon.
There are good demons.
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391. There's that fellow
from Boston — Matt Demon.
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392. Speed demons —
They're rarely late.
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393. Here's your
stupid husband.
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394. Jeff!
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396. The cheese was a portal,
babe!
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397. Ohh.
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398. And while I was traveling
through the cheese portal,
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399. I did
some serious thinking.
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400. I realized the only identity
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who loves you...
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402. and maybe a little weed
on the side.
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403. Oh, Jeff...
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during Family War?
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