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to drain Simpson
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grads
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a recruitment film,
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our cutting-edge technology.
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of far-out gimmick we need.
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the point of it, Dad.
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to saw his legs off?
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a gifted actor, Marge.
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which genius flows.
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phony credits.
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- Good, good.
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need your full name.
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your middle initial.
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your middle name, anyway?
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to name you
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for the spanking.
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in the sack.
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form
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a middle name?
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a phony film credit.
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twice on the same form.
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and he never will.
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on our mortgage application.
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your mother ran off to
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became a living hell.
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for skinny-dipping
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the good vibrations.
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111. Look at those filthy,
lazy, flea-ridden...
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115. Geez, man, we haven't
seen you since Woodstock.
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117. Your mother dragged us both
to that Godforsaken love-fest...
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119. Whoa, mellow out, Abe.
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groove.
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of Captain Bringdown.
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and be a hippie.
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129. Never. What you need's
a good long hitch in Vietnam.
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130. There must be an enlistment tent
around here somewhere.
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in a hellhole like this—
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hippie hair...
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you keep your hair
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138. Lather, rinse, and repeat.
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139. Always repeat.
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140. Homer J., will you
teach us to make love?
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lived like that?
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a pretty groovy chick.
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I—I still think about her
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149. Oh, my mother painted
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150. Oh, my God.
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right behind that shrub.
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what "J" stands for.
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poncho forever.
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of skin and bladder problems.
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far out groovy, I'm a hippy.
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Miss Jill St. John.
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to invite you to the love-in.
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with the perfect flower child-
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By George, I've got it!
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of Mother Earth's creatures.
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too many hang-ups,
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bub.
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- Ooh!
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When's the last time
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the establishment?
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for a nuclear power plant?
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and play the blame game
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for a couple of hours.
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a business trip
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expand your mind.
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conformist, button-down world.
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brand-new bag, mama?
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of dockers you wanted—
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the balloon seat, right?
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not in front of the hippies.
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the sound of that.
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God, don't let them come in here.
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and this is how they tell me—
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invisible proclamation.
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freaked anyone out, but...
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definitely freaked out.
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with our hippie roots,
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huh?
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going to be freaked out
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vibes here, but I promise
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will go a lot smoother.
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just leave us alone.
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point-shaving may have occurred
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Harlem Globetrotters games.
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Groovy Grove Juice Corporation
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it will miss delivery
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pretty much anything.
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to our crops?
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to every store in town.
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the camouflage netting.
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our personal vegetables.
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and peyote.
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never learn, Chief.
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our bodies and our ponchos,
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our song of protest.
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at your fellow men.
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that keeps us from soaring free.
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long since extinguished,
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he'd be dead right now.
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