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Don't let Krusty's death get you down,
boy. People die all the time. Just like that. Why, you could wake up
dead tomorrow. Well, good night.
Um ... let me have one of those porno magazines ... a
large box of condoms ... a botle of Old Harper ... a couple of those panty shields ... andsomeillegalfireworks
... and one of those disposable enemas. Ah, make it two.
know, Marge, I've had my share of troubles, but sitting here now with you and the kids in
our cozy home in this beautiful free country, it just makes me feel that I'm really a
Dad! Your hand is jammed in the toaster!
Wait a minute, there's something bothering me about
this place. I know! This lesbian bar doesn't have a fire exit! Enjoy your death
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