1. Quahog's own
poet laureate comes to the set
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Oh, God, that's tonight?
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local stations.
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to talk sports to pass the time?
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8. Just as, like, a goof.
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if you want to talk sports,
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where Lorelai's mom makes
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instead of an olive.
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a passive-aggressive move.
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you'd know that's
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when I was a young boy...
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on this Gilmore Girls thing.
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18. I was a baseball prodigy.
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in the Cuban league.
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fields outside of Havana.
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to play baseball.
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some of them still going.
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All right, I caught it!
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huge cars there.
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wearing pants
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my father took me
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to throw out the first pitch.
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the same outfit as always.
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he had a fashion disease
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Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.
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about him,
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only know what he looks like.
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what side he was on.
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a great poster
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for the Cuban National Anthem.
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we hated America so much,
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but I never saw any.
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I fell in love with baseball.
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playing in the big leagues,
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to get better.
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the full montage.
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on Cuba's national team,
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the Cuba Gooding Juniors
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but it was difficult
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was February through January.
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would sweep through,
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causing hundreds
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over the age of 18
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two years as a band leader.
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67. I loved baseball,
but yearned to play in America.
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and dream about
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they must be having there.
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I'm at the wrong country.
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of less attractive women.
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the U. S. and Cuba were high.
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that they had named
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of San Francisco after him.
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punishable by prison or death.
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to the Cayman Islands.
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I'm going to America.
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saying "Cooba."
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90. The sea was choppy,
and the sharks were relentless.
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91. - Who is it?
- Uh, not a shark?
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- No, it's just people.
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- And sharks.
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of Miami.
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to go to Quahog instead,
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I signed a large deal
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from a warm-weather climate,
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my first major-league game.
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and 25 minutes long.
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you played baseball.
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hit a home run
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wasn't a whiff.
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you're not the only one
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Quagmire?
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a competitive tennis player.
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the breath of fresh air
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needed.
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into a real tennis family.
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my mother gave me a little Head.
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male cheerleader for tennis.
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127. And when that was weird,
I decided to just play tennis.
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grow up to be a tennis player
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and his father before him
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of tennis dicks.
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sliced off their hands
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object known to mankind.
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Anyone want to play tennis?
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everything I could
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my now-female father happy.
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right there.
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143. My father was
a World War II vet,
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reenact the D-Day landing
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to the first U. S. Open,
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was called the U. S. Now Open.
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to every match,
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What the hell?
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What are you, blind?
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of play changed the game.
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tennis was so safe,
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to hit a six-handed backhand.
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the one-handed backhand
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the no-handed backhand.
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like a backhanded compliment.
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the longest, baggiest shorts
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my style of play
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to bounce the ball 40 times
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and bacon at Denny's.
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One day.
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in front of the queen—
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just for him.
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for Freddie on grass that day.
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The doctor said it was asphalt.
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but a lot of tennis players
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of Penis Gerulaitis.
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temper tantrums,
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playing an 11-year-old
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which, for some reason,
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in Hollywood.
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- Thanks. I'm Glenn.
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racket and scream at a baby.
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if you're free after this,
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in your can.
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but probably misheard.
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That was in!
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of the '70s.
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coming from next door.
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athletes of my generation.
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to meet Bobby Orr?
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- Bobby Orr.
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What's the other choice?
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- You told me Bobby's
the first choice!
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- All right, forget that.
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but who is it?
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things were starting to unravel.
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was increasingly an issue.
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You cannot be serious!
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telling if people were serious.
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on my dog,
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for smashing rackets
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we didn't have multiple rackets,
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when I developed the yips.
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my first serve hit a plane,
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off course and hit a building.
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in the '84 Olympics.
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It's a pretty good story.
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that if someone wrote,
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why is there only half a medal?
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How much time you got?
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and I haven't gone yet.
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with block letters of my name
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of Philadelphia,
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Northernmost Hillbillies.
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from the South Side
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be the heavyweight champ.
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in Philadelphia.
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dozens of men every day
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over open trash can fires.
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for the mob.
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or we'll funk you up.
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I fell in love
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who worked at the pet shop.
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How you doin'?
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They're dead.
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- I got beat up again in a fight.
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festival was last weekend.
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I was wondering if, uh,
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to go to it with me.
- When is it?
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- Well, then I don't think
that's possible, Peter. No.
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play hard to get.
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want to maybe go to the park
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yesterday stuff. Sorry.
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just get coffee this morning
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- It's 4:00 in the afternoon.
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that's not gonna work, either.
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I'll circle back last week
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your schedule looks like.
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285. I was not the smartest guy,
but I wasn't gonna give up.
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section of Philly.
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but, still, it felt cramped.
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290. I wanted to work the speed bag,
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it didn't have one.
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292. So I had to do the noises.
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293. Dug-a-duh, dug-a-duh, dug-a-duh,
dug-a-duh, dug-a-duh.
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through the amateur ranks.
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challenge was entering the ring
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tangled in the ropes.
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Is my butt out?
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back there, ma'am.
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301. Yeah, I couldn't wipe.
I had my gloves on already.
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was the weigh-ins.
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who wouldn't
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getting naked,
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have to change right now.
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as an up-and-comer
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he got punched in the stomach.
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entire front row had pink eye.
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around my neck
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'cause I always wanted
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in a bathrobe.
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I'd see the Mark Rothko exhibit
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Museum of Art.
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it was closed.
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were getting serious,
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what would you think
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of your life with me?
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not possible, Peter.
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through the ranks
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bigger and better opponents.
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It's Not Butterbean.
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the difference.
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Sugar Ray Leonard Nimoy,
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a Vulcan nerve pinch on me.
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highly illogical.
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Lennox Lewis and the News,
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to fight George Foreman,
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George ThreeMenAndaBaby.
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but this episode's only got
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I got my shot at the title,
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ever gone the distance
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Mrs. Maisel before.
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get in that ring yesterday...
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- and hear that bell ring,
still standing,
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a bum from the streets.
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Now go drink your eggs.
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A no-name punk
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I dug deep and had
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but we couldn't afford
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so we used the sound effects
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Body blow. Uppercut.
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weren't from the fight.
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I could think about.
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at the museum is reopened!
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my inspirational music
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of Philadelphia Cream Cheese
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a little taste of heaven.
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there was quite a spread.
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ain't holding up for me.
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any of this is true.
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over an everything bagel.
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You're a pretty athletic guy.
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- Funny you should ask.
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Aerobics Competition.
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and Racket in Orlando,
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and Maressa MacEachin.
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Athletic Club in San Jose,
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Deborah McGee and Debbie Pardue.
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