Okay Marge, its your child against my child. The winner will be showered with praise. The loser will be taunted and booed until my throat is sore.— Homer
Okay Marge, its your child against my child. The winner will be showered with praise. The loser will be taunted and booed until my throat is sore.— Homer
Lisa: (to Hawking) Oh, Dr. Hawking, we had such a beautiful dream. What went wrong?
Hawking: Don't feel bad, Lisa. Sometimes, the smartest of us can be the most childish.
Lisa: Even you?
Hawking: No. Not me. Never.
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