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00:21:44
Dan Castellaneta, Nancy Cartwright, Harry Shearer
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our rock-quatic roll-tacular!
Attention, exploro-naut!
That's it, boy! Go for the nard!
Ooh, I was working as a shoeshine boy
to Springfield's oldest performing mollusk...
* And died of the toothache in his heel. *
The first concert was a sellout
That's an adverb!
A little ler...
Gotcha!
Just play possum and they'll leave you alone.
when we were attacked by a hea t-seeking torpedo
when we were attacked by a hea t-seeking torpedo
I do! It enrage me!
Reminds me of the time I hig h-dived into a damp sponge
Swiped it from gym class.
How come you don't get mad when I torment real animals?
* He comb his hair with a wagon wheel *
But those that survived rave about the undeniable harmonies
Oops! I erase them all!
"Clark Gable owe me a book.
The Yangtze River swallow all secrets.
In a war-torn world, a single flower blooms.
Reminds me of the time I hig h-dive into a damp sponge
But those that survive raved about the undeniable harmonies
I thought you Hindus were suppose to love everybody.
and put him onstage under the name
and brutally honest lyrics of what they had just seen.
Abe passed away peacefully in his sleep."
Fortunately, there was one man who could help--
Well, you better get to the ceiling somehow!
Um, I'm strictly an abov e-the-ground policeman.
Pay me whenever.
Unfortunately, sharks love possum.
look who decided to visit me twice in one year.
this has truly been a lovely afternoon.
Just play possum and they'll leave you alone.
I'm finally riding the Tinseltown Starliner.
we had those sharks trained pretty good.
You don't get a beatin' like this traveling by plane.
and he hits me with some supe neglect.
in the driv e-ins that no longer exist.
Well, sir, it looks like your dad is a quotable notable.
a biweekly human interest columnist.
But those that survived raved about the undeniable harmonies
It's poignant...
the last ride into a nostalgic past.
only by how itchy it is.
Ahh, oily!
to turn my every word into syndicated gold.
Let's give a wet and wacky welcome
Reminds me of the time I hig h-dived into a damp sponge