1. Stan, quit spying
on the neighbors.
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2. Today's the day,
Francine.
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3. Today I will finally beat
that smug bastard Chuck White
to church.
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4. Look at him.
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5. Zipping up his fly
like he owns the place.
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6. Well, today I get
the shady parking spot.
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7. All right,
Chuck still needs a tie.
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8. He's a double Windsor man,
so we have a good
two minutes to—
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9. Good God! A clip-on!
Go! Go! Go!
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10. - Wait! My bra.
- No time.
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11. Just keep your arms crossed
and Jesus won't see 'em.
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12. Stan, you just killed a pigeon.
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13. No, I didn't.
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14. Stan, slow down.
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15. Is beating Chuck White
so important
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16. that you'd put
your family's lives at risk?
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17. Absolutely.
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18. - You just ran through
a crosswalk!
- No, I didn't.
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19. Hello, Mr. Perkins.
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20. Spray him.
Spray him a little.
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21. That'll loosen him up.
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22. Thank you.
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23. Damn it!
Every freakin' time!
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24. Looks like you're
parking in the sun again.
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25. Francine, remember
the agreement we made
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26. that we could each
do one person
and it wouldn't count?
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27. - Yes. You picked Susan Sarandon.
- I've changed my mind.
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28. I want my one free kill
to be Chuck White.
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29. Yours can still
be George Clooney.
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30. Clooney, you smug bastard.
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31. Stop playing basketball
and get married like
the rest of us.
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32. And so, in closing,
remember Galatians 5:14.
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33. "Love thy neighbor
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34. You know, people often
ask me what that means.
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35. Seriously.
Can you believe it?
Morons!
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36. Anyway, the most
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37. God wants you to learn is—
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38. Whoop! Gotta go.
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39. God is, uh, good.
Devil's bad.
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40. Deacon, you wanna
slap a bow on this puppy?
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41. Some parishioner announcements.
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42. Stan Smith's daughter Hayley
has made the dean's list
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43. at Groff Community College.
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44. That's nice. Congrats, Hayley.
What could outshine that?
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45. How about Chuck White's
daughter Betsy qualifying
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46. for the U.S. Olympic
gymnastics team?
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47. - How about that.
- Jesus, Joseph
and Mary Lou Retton.
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48. Okay, I'll be taking
the first communion
this morning.
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49. For maximum salvation,
make sure you chew
the host completely.
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50. That's odd.
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51. I can't believe
the deacon choked
to death.
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52. Well, Terry always nagged him
not to talk with his mouth
full of savior.
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53. I'm sorry.
I nagged him?
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54. - You nagged him repeatedly.
- Oh, that's nice.
That's real nice.
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55. Well, then I guess
we need a new deacon.
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56. Hmph! Deacon—
long hours, no pay,
whiny churchgoers.
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57. You'd have to be
an idiot to volunteer
for that position.
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58. - I volunteer to be deacon.
- Me too!
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59. Great. Now we have to have
an election next Sunday?
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60. I guess I won't be
fishing then either.
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61. Oh, shut the hell up, Marty!
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62. I need this trip
more than you do.
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63. Gary—
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64. When I'm gone,
I want you to ride
my bicycle.
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65. You're watching Delta Burke
in a Lifetime original movie,
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66. A Cyst for Amelia.
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67. Why so sensitive
all of a sudden?
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68. I happen to be going through
my reproductive cycle.
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69. It's complicated.
Here, I'll draw you a diagram.
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70. Every six years,
my "glaxons" shoot up
into my "fompairs,"
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71. causing me to lactate
a viscous milky mucus.
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72. Ugh!
Your insides sicken me.
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73. I'll be in mein crapper.
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74. I'm always in mein crapper.
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75. Hello, goslings.
How was church?
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76. - Waste of time.
- Love has a face.
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77. Stan, what's the big deal?
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78. The big deal is
that Chuck White offered
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79. to host the potluck wake
while I was in the bathroom.
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80. Damn my tiny
girlish bladder.
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81. If we don't bring
the perfect dish,
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82. I might as well withdraw
from the deacon race now.
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83. Oh, you don't care
about being deacon.
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84. You just want
to beat Chuck White.
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85. - Why do you hate him so much?
- Look at his life, Francine.
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86. He's got a bigger paycheck,
a nicer house, a better wife,
better kids—
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87. - Stan,
that's incredibly hurtful.
- I know.
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88. That's why I really want
to shove it in his face
this time.
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89. Okay, if it means
that much to you,
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90. I guess we can bring
chips and dip
to the wake.
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91. Chips and dip?
I'll tell you what,
Francine.
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92. Why don't you just
take this broom here?
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93. I'll bend over
and grab my ankles.
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94. You lube up the handle
real good,
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95. and just sweep me
out the door.
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96. 'Cause that's what'll happen
to my chances at deacon
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97. if the best we can do
is chips and dip.
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98. - Oh, I can make potato salad.
- Potato salad?
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99. Not exactly adventurous,
but it gets the job done.
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100. That reminds me.
We should have sex tonight.
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101. Oh, Cagney and Lacey—
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102. you were so much more
than thick ankles
and careful police work.
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103. - How's the potato salad?
- Mm. Delicious.
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104. You know what's
even more delicious?
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105. You have just eaten all
of Francine's potato salad
for the deacon's wake.
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106. You set me up, Klaus.
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107. Why would you
do something so awful?
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108. I'm German.
It's what we do.
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109. "Add chopped celery,
four eggs."
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110. Just need to add
mayonnaise and—
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111. Oh, God,
we're out of mayo!
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112. But if I don't make
more potato salad,
Stan's gonna rip my head off.
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113. When he does,
keep blinking your eyes
as long as you can.
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114. I have a theory to test.
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115. Smiths— glad
you made it.
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116. Potato salad?
Oh, that is just
adorable.
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117. Chuck, Christie.
Nice house.
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118. Smith, you live in a house.
This is a manor.
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119. So you better mind yours.
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120. No.
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121. Um, hi, Betsy.
Steve Smith.
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122. We were in
the first grade together,
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123. before you left
for gymnastics camp.
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124. Steve, of course.
Great to see you again.
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125. So, you still into the whole
juice-and-crackers thing?
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126. No. I'm on an ultra-strict diet.
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127. I can only eat what
Coach Bela Karolyi approves.
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128. Lemon wedge. Lemon wedge!
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129. Fatty wants
a lemon wedge?
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130. Here's your precious
lemon wedge. Phooey!
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131. You boys having fun?
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132. Good. You know, I'd do anything
to get elected deacon.
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133. - Well, I'm sure
the best man will—
- Anything.
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134. - Ha, ha.
- Oh, my God!
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135. Have you tasted
this potato salad?
It is amazing.
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136. - It is?
- It blows Christie's nachos
out of the agua.
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137. Mmm!
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138. Whoever made this,
her husband should be deacon.
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139. That's me.
Stan Smith for deacon.
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140. Deacon Stan, Jesus man.
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141. Stan, that was not
my potato salad.
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142. There was an ingredient in there
I can't put my finger on.
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143. Oh, God, the guilt.
I can't take the guilt anymore.
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144. Look, you know
how I'm going through
my reproductive time?
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145. - Here. I have a diagram.
- Yes, yes, we've all
seen the diagram.
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146. Anyway, last night
I ate all your potato salad,
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147. and I tried to make more,
but there was no mayo,
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148. so instead I used—
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149. Well, pull my finger.
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150. Mystery solved.
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151. I don't get it.
So what's the secret
ingredient?
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152. We served alien breast milk
to our church.
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153. If anyone finds out,
Chuck's gonna slaughter me
in the race for deacon.
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154. That's why I've called in
a specialist to help me
with my campaign.
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155. Did it suddenly
get cold in here?
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156. Francine, meet Karl Rove.
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157. Let's get started.
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158. Wait. I know you.
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159. You're the amoral
puppet master
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160. - behind George W. Bush.
- Thank you.
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161. Now, if you're going
to beat Chuck White,
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162. we have to take inventory
of your assets. The boy.
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163. Oh, you can count on Steve.
He's a loyal soldier,
Karl Rove.
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164. I could do even more.
Betsy White said
she's learning C.P.R.
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165. That could put her dad ahead
with undecided voters
who are choking.
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166. - Put him in the girl's class.
- Yes! Thank you, Satan.
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167. Next, the black sheep.
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168. That was just
a fraternity prank.
I was blindfolded.
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169. The peer pressure
was enormous.
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170. I mean your daughter.
She could sink
this whole election.
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171. - I mean, look at her.
She's clearly gay.
- I'm not gay.
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172. Whatever you say, butch.
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173. Now, Francine,
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174. - your potato salad is the key
to Stan's victory.
- It is?
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175. The masses love it.
As long as you can keep
feeding it to them, we win.
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176. But what if I told you
it contained
a horrible ingredient?
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177. An unholy ingredient?
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178. Unholy, you say?
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179. Anything else?
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180. Where—
Where does your food go?
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181. I don't care
what this quiz says.
I am a flirt.
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182. Here. Empty your mammary
glands into this pail
until it's full.
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183. No, I don't think so.
I'm not in the mood.
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184. - How about now?
- Oh, you're a beast. A beast!
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185. Oh, for God's sake.
Roger, I'm sorry
if I was insensitive.
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186. All right, I realize
you're going through
an emotional time right now.
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187. I am!
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188. There, there.
It's going to be okay.
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189. You look
very pretty today.
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190. Really?
Because I'm trying
a new rejuvenating mask.
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191. Well, uh, whatever you're doing,
it's working.
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192. May I?
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193. Eat up, everybody.
Yeah. Stuff your faces.
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194. Uh, Stan, honey,
we've run out of potato salad.
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195. Oh, my God, no!
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196. Wait, wait. I've—
I've got a stick of gum.
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197. Who likes Big Red, huh?
Who likes Big Red, huh?
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198. What is wrong with you?
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199. Look, we cannot run out
of potato salad again,
or we will lose on Sunday.
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200. Damn. My car's been towed.
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201. - Ow! Take it easy, Old McDonald.
- There's barely any milk
in these.
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202. He secretes more
after he eats.
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203. Stuff his face,
and the milk will flow
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204. like the lies
from my drunken mother's
filthy mouth.
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205. Oh, no, please don't.
It's almost swimsuit season.
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206. I just—
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207. Why, Klaus, why?
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208. Ja. Still German.
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209. Thanks for
walking me home
from C.P.R. class, Steve.
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210. Can I tell you
something personal?
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211. Of course. I told you
about having to leave
my underwear at Disneyland.
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212. I'm only doing gymnastics
because my parents make me.
All I do is practice.
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213. In fact, you're
the only boy I ever
spent any time with.
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214. I like those odds.
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215. - Wow. Second base.
- Betsy White,
what did I tell you
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217. It leads to kissing,
which can get you pregnant.
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218. I touched her hand.
Her hand touched her boob.
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219. By the transitive property,
I got some boob.
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220. Algebra's awesome!
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221. Oh, sorry, Roger.
It's time to super-size you.
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222. Stan, look what
we're doing to Roger.
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223. We have to stop this.
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224. We can't stop now.
The election is tomorrow.
Roger's fine.
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225. Kill me.
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226. Then what about me?
I've been up for days
making potato salad.
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227. I can't think straight.
My back is killing me.
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228. Sweetheart, I know
how hard you've
been working.
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229. That's why I got you some help
from a Taiwanese sweatshop.
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230. I will not use
sweatshop workers.
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231. No, no.
They're sweatshop managers.
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232. - You know, to help you
use your time better.
- Break over!
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233. - Back in kitchen!
- You fat, lazy and stupid!
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234. He's choking
on his feed bag!
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235. Stand back. I know C.P.R.
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236. Ugh!
Hey, you didn't have
to spit in my mouth.
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237. Attaboy. Now, there are
still a few voters
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238. who doubt I'd be
a trustworthy leader,
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239. so let's lock our alien
back in that mechanical
teat-sucker
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240. and make more brainwashing
potato salad, huh?
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241. You deaf?
You hear boss.
Go! Go!
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242. In my darkest hour,
I thought God had forsaken me,
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243. but then a miracle—
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244. the Panthers fumbled
and the Dolphins ran it back
to cover the point spread.
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245. And that is how
I bought my Camry.
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246. Ah. Here we go.
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247. Okay, the votes
have been tallied.
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248. Our next deacon is...
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249. - Stan Smith.
- Yes! Yes! I am the chosen one.
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250. You know what this is?
A deacon fanny.
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251. Yeah, look at it.
Bet you wish you had one.
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252. There's one person
I would like to thank,
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253. without whom this would not
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254. Karl Rove.
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255. Karl? Karl, where are you?
There he is. Come on up.
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256. Yeah, I'm good right here.
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257. My work is done.
Farewell, Stan.
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258. It's official.
I beat Chuck White.
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259. Ooh, let's celebrate.
Hey, why don't we make Roger
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260. squirt us out a round of his
delicious alien boob slime.
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261. Nice try, you little sadist,
but my reproductive
cycle's over.
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262. Guess I got it
out of my system.
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263. Um, Mom?
Dad?
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264. I think—
I think I'm pregnant.
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265. - You can't be pregnant.
- You're a virgin.
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266. And a boy.
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267. Tell that to my swollen ankles
and tender nipples.
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268. Oh, uh, you know what?
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269. I just remembered,
I have a sweater soaking
in the sink.
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270. - What did you do to my son?
- How do you even know it's mine?
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271. Okay, okay, he must have
sucked out my egg
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272. when he gave me
mouth-to-mouth.
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273. So Steve is carrying
an alien baby
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274. in some sort
of faux uterus.
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275. How great is it
that I started Xanax yesterday?
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276. You knocked up my boy?
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277. I warned you I was going
through my reproductive cycle.
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278. Oh, and, uh, F.Y.I., honey—
Steve came on to me.
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279. How could you
do this to me?
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280. This is what happens
when you tart around town,
giving it up for free.
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281. - Why are you yelling at me?
- Because I always figured
you'd be in this situation,
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282. so that's what
I prepared for.
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283. - What am I gonna do?
- Whatever you want.
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284. You know, a pregnant boy
still has the right
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285. Not in this house, he doesn't.
We're conservatives,
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286. and the one way we don't like
to kill things is that way.
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287. Way to go, Deacon.
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288. Aw, put your money away.
Deacons drink for free.
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289. You may have finally
beaten me, Smith,
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290. but one day you'll stumble
and I'll have the last laugh.
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291. That's not
the one I mean.
Ha, ha.
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292. Hey, Mr. Fishburne.
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293. Yo, what up, "G"?
Two fingers.
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294. Last time I was here
he mistook me
for Laurence Fishburne,
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295. - and I just never corrected him.
- What a mess.
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296. If anyone finds out
my son is pregnant,
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297. I'll lose my deaconship,
and Chuck White wins again.
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298. Stan, forget Chuck White.
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299. Your son is confused
and scared,
and he needs you.
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300. I said two fingers, bitch!
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301. Now go be a father
to your son,
my strong black brother.
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302. Stan, what—
What's going on?
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303. You were right, Francine.
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ridiculous rivalry
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305. This family comes first.
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306. That's why I rented
this camper to drive us
all down to Mexico,
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307. - so Steve can have his baby.
- Mexico?
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308. That's right, Mexico—
or as I like to call it,
God's blind spot.
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309. Steve, are you sure
you want to have
this child?
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310. Yeah, I— I guess so.
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311. Roger, what do you say?
You ready, partner?
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312. Oh, yeah, fatherhood—
jazzed.
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313. It's not like I wanted
to do anything with my life,
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314. like learn to surf
or go to Jerusalem.
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315. - Are you— Are you drunk?
- Get used to it!
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316. - Steve Smith?
- I'm gonna go in with Steve
for his prenatal exam alone.
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317. - It's kind of
a father-son thing.
- Oh, okay.
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318. Hayley and I will go
say hello to the donkey
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319. running around
the cancer ward.
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320. Steve, I spoke
to your father,
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321. and he informs me
you have a growth
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322. - you would like me
to "take care of."
- What?
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323. You know, that, uh,
"inside zit" we talked about.
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324. So... you want me
to get rid of it.
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325. - But I thought
we were conservatives.
- We are— in America.
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Juan and Pedro Gomez,
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327. orange farmers from Oaxaca
who've come in
for a delicate procedure.
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328. Okay, Dad.
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329. I know if Mr. White found out
you had a pregnant son
he'd be all, "Ha, ha!"
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330. And you'd be all,
"Every freakin' time!"
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331. So I won't have this baby.
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332. Wait. You think that's
what this is all about?
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333. Beating Chuck White?
Am I that awful?
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334. - Dad, we're in Mexico.
I'm in stirrups.
- And I've been drinking.
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335. You know what?
The hell with Chuck White.
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336. And forget the deaconship.
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337. - Son, you're keeping
your alien baby.
- Thanks, Dad.
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338. Did you say
"alien baby"?
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339. No, I said,
"Doctor's corpse
found in desert."
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340. Oh, right, right.
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341. Where have you been,
Steve?
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342. Hey, Betsy.
I was gonna call you,
but, uh,
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343. I'm kind of going through
some stuff right now—
boy stuff.
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344. I stuck the landing for you.
That's how much I like you.
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345. Wow. Sunday again, huh?
Boy, that pissed by,
didn't it?
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346. Least tomorrow's T.G.I.M.
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347. - What? You got something better?
- Father?
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348. - May I say a few words?
- Whatever.
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349. Man, I remember when
you used to be able
to smoke in here.
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350. I wanted to thank you all
for electing me deacon.
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351. Unfortunately, something
unexpected has come up,
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352. and I have to abdicate
my position.
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353. - But why?
- It's a bizarre situation—
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354. not 8 Simple Rules,
let's-keep-it-going-
after-the-father-died bizarre,
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356. Roger!
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357. Hey, hands off.
Just 'cause I'm your
baby daddy doesn't mean—
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358. - I'm not pregnant anymore.
- Oh.
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359. Well, you must have
passed it on to someone else.
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360. How many mouths
you been mouth-to-mouthing?
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361. Yeah, run.
Yeah, run to the arms
of your whore.
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362. It's what you're good at.
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363. So again,
thanks for understanding.
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364. But you still haven't
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365. Fine. Uh, let's see.
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366. I, uh, I've been
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368. That doesn't sound
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369. I didn't want to believe
the devil's inside of him.
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370. We'll call you
at Aunt Janet's farm
in Iowa once you get settled.
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371. So does this mean
I don't have to do
gymnastics anymore?
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372. Of course
that's what it means!
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373. You should have thought of that
before doing the splits
all over town. Ha, ha!
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374. - Steve!
- Betsy!
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375. - Oh, this is all my fault.
- No, it's not.
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376. I knew kissing got you pregnant,
and I did it anyway.
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377. - Besides, I couldn't be happier.
- What?
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378. Gymnastics was a prison
I'm finally free from.
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379. Now that I'm an unwed
teenaged mother,
the world is my oyster.
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380. - Good-bye, Steve.
- I'll never forget you.
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381. So what if Chuck White
is deacon now?
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382. So what if he has
a bigger paycheck
and a better car
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383. and a nicer house?
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384. None of that matters,
because I've got—
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385. Have a great night.
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