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00:21:32
Dan Castellaneta, Nancy Cartwright, Harry Shearer
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Krusty... I love you.
* It's not in the smiles of my handmaid three *
There's nothing funnier than a good old bonk on the head.
in the tallow of three different animals,
now that all the protester who marched in front
Who wants fresh doughnut?
I guess these days, headhunter can be anything.
* My huckleberry friend *
...think your old pal Krusty should share his limelight
with trips to the seashore,
the in-house cartoonist at a nuclear plant.
Krusty's sidekick in 1969 and his first wife.
Bartender, buy these men a round on me.
the masculine contours of the box juxtapose
the dough is sweeten with Cuban sugar
* The girl whom everyone flatter *
I concur. D'oh!
whe reasable, were perceive as draconian.
Oh, I imagine Cap City's been woo you
First, girls ruin Sex and the City.
No laughs, just hug a cuddles.
who specialize in nuclear workers.
Gary Larson?! I thought you retire.
...not being married to me.
from pre-Batista plantations, then it's deep-fried
I am blown away by how little this bother me.
You're not even in Nassau County anymore. You're in Suffolk.
but whenever I looked at this ring,
But seriously, hey, hey, kids.
Princess Anne is truly a world leader.
Very good indeed.
Make it exactly like the other crap on your network,
I work like I drink: alone.
But here at Cap City Nuclear, you can actually see...
Ah, I'd rather be a happy schnook than a noble shlumpf.
I won't be good enough for ya.
Okay, so far, for "Inspirational Women Day"
Oh, Bart, this is all happening so fast.
Let's call my mom together.
Where's all your Krusty stuff?
* I was a parched little seedling *
whe reasable, were perceived as draconian.
Sir, I have some unsettling news:
recorded this before her untimely death.
the masculine contours of the box juxtaposed
Let's give a respectful welcome
They had this fat, pathetic station manager.
Mr. Teeny's t a flaming arrow.
I was jealous of Neil Armstrong.
with the feminine curves of the treats themselves.
Whether she was competing in equestrian events
And the one he was awake, was a cat-tastrophe.