1. The Simpsons
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2. D'oh!
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3. We now return to
"Blacula Meets Black Dracula."
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4. I'm turning this
disco into a hockey rink.
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5. You mean a honky rink.
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6. You know, Black Dracula is now
a Congressman from Virginia.
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you get those?
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house next door.
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and business cards.
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I'm a business jerk.
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to buy this house.
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next door to myself.
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14. Screw you.
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We're just looky-loos.
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to our neighbors'.
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It's not fair to
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an American household.
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20. Ooh.
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22. A slightly colder fridge?
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23. In my lifetime? Amazing.
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24. This is the kitchen
I've always wanted.
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a bread-maker maker.
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A walk-in microwave.
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when my popcorn's done?
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29. Hmm.
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I knew we wouldn't live in luxury.
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made me wish we had something
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a new kitchen, sweetie.
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that's so thoughtful.
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a professional contractor.
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the biggest crooks around.
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Pick one, jerks.
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the exact same thing again.
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turn off the power.
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45. Easy. Easy.
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bosom rags from me?
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before we were married.
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throw them away.
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51. But I need them
for the articles.
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53. So, you wouldn't mind if I cut out
all the erotic nudes?
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54. Of course not.
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woman I'm not even married to?
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how she could improve me.
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58. "I'm not wearing any clothes,
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59. "so why don't I just splay myself
on a pool table?"
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precious articles.
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62. Thanks, Marge.
I can't wait to read about...
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63. "Sport Fishing
With Sonny Jurgensen."
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64. What man would want you now?
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of Milhouse begin.
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67. I gotta be honest. I don't see what all
the hubbub is about.
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this picture is hot.
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my hives anytime.
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Bella Abzug.
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72. The grownups in this magazine
are pretty cool.
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house look like this.
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whatever they are.
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76. We are Playdude Playmates.
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77. We are Playdude Playmates.
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78. There it is,
nice and smooth.
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your boyfriend,
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do a better job.
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too much plaster.
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telling you.
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that white noise was.
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is being so difficult.
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89. That's all right,
Mrs. Simpson.
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when their wife must turn
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91. to a professional to satisfy her
remodeling needs.
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But I have a subcontractor
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sort of thing for me.
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96. Now, don't you worry. Your kitchen
will be done in three weeks.
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needs a room of one's own,"
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talking about the kitchen.
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gonna make in your new kitchen?
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cooking up some money
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kitchen cost $100,000.
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102. I was thinking
of chicken wings.
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103. Those are good, too.
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104. Same old stuff.
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105. Meatloaf, casserole, tuna loaf,
loaferole, cassaloaf...
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106. Marge Simpson's
Wasabi Buffalo Wings?
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107. Ooh. An Eastern twist on a Western
New York favorite.
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108. These wings are going straight
to my thighs and I say bon voyage.
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109. What do you think,
Thomas Pynchon?
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110. These wings are V-licious.
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111. I'll put this recipe in the
Gravity's Rainbow Cookbook
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112. right next to
the Frying of Latke 49.
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113. I agree with my
fellow Cornell alumnus.
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114. Huzzah for Marge.
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115. Huzzah.
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116. And how about a huzzah for my husband
who paid for our new kitchen?
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117. Never
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118. Marge, you know, I thought
I was Springfield's wing-ding king.
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119. But you make my chicken look like
cock-a-diddily doo doo.
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120. Great stuff, Ned.
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121. You know, I was gonna enter
this here Ovenfresh Bakeoff.
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122. But up against you, I wouldn't have
a Hindu's chance in heaven.
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123. If you win,
Ovenfresh Industries
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of Auntie Ovenfresh.
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125. Come on, Marge.
It's either you or...
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126. I guess it would be a hoot
to have my face on everything.
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127. Oh, Mrs. Simpson,
you must pursue your dreams,
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128. like my old dream of coming to America
and starting a family.
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129. Or my new dream of
ditching my family
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to India in disguise.
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131. Apu? Never heard of him.
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132. My name is Steve Barnes.
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133. So, when do they
start singing?
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Advisor says
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get a stewardess
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137. I hope it's in Omaha.
My grammy lives there.
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138. Bart, can you come
in here for a second?
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139. Your mother is about to show us
her new recipe.
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140. Outta sight.
Lay it on me, Mama.
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is as important as taste.
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143. So, I'm entering
my dessert dogs.
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144. It's deep-fried cookie dough
with meringue buns,
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and caramel mustard.
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146. Mmm!
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147. It's dessert but it's hot dogs,
so it's good for you.
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but I think I love you.
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them as much as you do.
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Ovenfresh Industries.
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Open it. Open it.
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153. "Thank you for applying
to the Ovenfresh Bakeoff.
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154. "Every year many wonderful cooks
fail to qualify.
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155. "But screw them, you're in.
Congratulations."
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I'm better than someone else.
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159. Sorry, Ralphie. The bakeoff
rejected your recipe.
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161. There, there.
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was delicious.
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a pretend bite.
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the thumbtacks?
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Ovenfresh Bakeoff
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the Ovenfresh Flour
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Including...
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the favorite
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to Popocatépetl.
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175. Aw, Nelson, your debonair wit
reminds me of a young Mort Sahl.
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176. Guh? Listen up,
ring-a-ding-dingers.
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at the Playdude Tree House.
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Be there or be square.
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without your tipsy father
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But I think I'm up to it.
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Follow me to your oven station.
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my human eyes.
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but nothing's cooking.
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I'm making a dessert
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a hotdog but it isn't.
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and use slow modems?
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Your recipe, she is pathetic.
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Great licks.
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198. Yo, Bart. There's no room
left in the grotto.
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200. Hey, it wouldn't be a Playdude party
without James Caan.
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talk with Miss November
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202. and Charlie Callas over here
is blocking my action with...
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203. Turns out he's
choking on a peanut.
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cleared that right up.
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Me and Mrs. Krabappel,
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if you know what I mean.
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a challenge, not me.
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Before we begin,
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Auntie Ovenfresh 1954.
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are no comfort on your deathbed.
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Start your kitchens.
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You're tainting my entry.
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aforethought, yes?
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she's not so good.
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ruining your food so I win, yes?
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such a meanie-bo-beanie?
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batter biddies
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a mile away.
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just play fair and...
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in my mixing bowl?
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our kids to adult themes,
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short fiction of John Cheever.
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What are you talking about?
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an octopus and a set of bagpipes.
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implied that they fornicated.
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to go on the pill.
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an octopus, that's classic.
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coming through. Oops.
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You can fix it.
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feed a family of five
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I can do anything.
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with sawdust.
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Baking time is over.
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commence in one hour.
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in the judging room
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hits the ground,
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not be official
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eaten by the janitor.
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the last one.
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dishes look so pretty.
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blackened my sugar wieners.
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259. I'd like to give those Betty Crookeds
a taste of their own medicine.
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couldn't forgive this pizza.
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slide these days.
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plenty for all of you.
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my mom would cheat.
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Is Morn winning?
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but she'll lose her soul.
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win the contest?
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Yes.
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the food personalities.
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the Koobler Dwarves,
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I love you.
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Blood for cream.
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to pick two finalists.
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287. But this year it was easy.
All the other dishes made us vomit.
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by Marge Simpson
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by Brandine and no last name given.
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291. That's an entry?
I thought it was garbage.
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garbage can don't make it garbage.
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are more popular than ever these days.
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we know would
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their own tomatoes."
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always squeezing stuff.
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298. It's Milhouse.
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299. Yeah, and your father's
no house. Now, scram.
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300. Maybe I was a little
hard on him. Oh, well.
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a father has no right to
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his 10-year-old son.
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on up here?
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the Playdude philosophy.
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getting some.
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never have to do this,
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you the facts of life.
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us some time. Okay.
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and I sleep in the same bed?
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because we have kids.
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method by which
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by a man and a woman is...
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they hear it from me now
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when they're old enough.
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a prescription for success.
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ominous thing to say.
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328. Now, I've gotta get
ready for the finals.
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secret ingredient.
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in this bakeoff are stinkers
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the pushy-wushies they are.
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334. Mom, if I don't have you to look up to,
I don't have anyone.
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with feet of clay like Mickey Mantle.
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I want my mom.
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are gonna look up to me
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whatever it is.
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as the wife of a guy
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that I need this?
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to be my hero now.
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what he's been doing.
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of the Ovenfresh Challenge.
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ahead of me.
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this far not to cheat.
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351. Stop the competition.
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352. I don't deserve to win.
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353. I sabotaged all
the other entries.
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354. Looks like me and Marge
are both going to hell.
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I'll make my move.
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356. Then I won with my festive
Holiday Alco-Hog.
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358. Mmm.
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for saving me from myself.
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360. And, Marge, you'll always be
the best chef in our house.
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362. I've had your
scrambled eggs, Homer.
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ingredient is whiskey.
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364. Hey, it keeps the kids quiet.
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365. Hey, look.
The new Ovenfresh Flour bag.
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366. Ah, that could've been me.
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367. Aw, I wish it had've been.
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368. Now that Brandine's famous,
she done run off with James Caan.
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I'm gonna fix his wagon.
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I hate these things.
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