[SLH paws at the front door]
Marge: OK, you can go out and play, but no more you-know-what in front
of the house, all right?
[the dogs run out]
Hey! What'd I just say?
-- Time for obedience school once again,
"Two Dozen & One Greyhounds"
Marge: OK, you can go out and play, but no more you-know-what in front
of the house, all right?
[the dogs run out]
Hey! What'd I just say?
-- Time for obedience school once again,
"Two Dozen & One Greyhounds"
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