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Mr. Wonderful
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| Git tuh eatin', boy. I want yuh tuh fatten up real nice afore I slaughter yuh fer muh barbecue. | |
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| SLAUGHTER ME? Oh my GOD, you MONSTER--I'm a HUMAN BEING! | |
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| WHUT THE HAIL D'YA THINK HUMAN BARBECUE'S MADE OUTTA, YA MOE-RON? SQUIRRELS? | |
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| I...I thought it was just a cute name for regular barbecue... | |
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| Well...shut up 'n' start eatin' yer fatty-fat fattenin' mush, boy. I gotta cater a bar mitzvah this weekend. | |
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| HA HA! JEWS DON'T EAT PORK...oh. | |
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| "Ohh, take me back to those rivers of phlegm, and the booger-eatin' hobos who follow them..." | |
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| "And the vomit rain, and the dandruff snow, with Old Man Detritus and Dick-Cheese Joe..." | |
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| "We'll roll around in the fields of shit, and feast on the popping of every zit--" | |
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| Thank you, Danny, I think I've had enough company for today. | |
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| HEY! DO A STRIP-TEASE, DAD! | |
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| BUMP! BUMP-A BUMP! BUMP-A BUMP-- | |
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| ED! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!? | |
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| Well...Billy wanted me to do a strip-tease, and-- | |
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| Ed, I'm calling Dr. Feldman, and this time you're not distracting me with dinner at Golden Corral. | |
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--- Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.
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