Lisa: Mom's right, Dad. The odds against you winning are a thousand to
one.
Homer: Whoa, I don't think it's _that_ unlikely.
Lisa: Those are the odds they're giving in Vegas.
Homer: All right, I think we've heard just about enough from Mr.
Newspaper today. [tosses the newspaper outside]
-- "The Homer They Fall"
one.
Homer: Whoa, I don't think it's _that_ unlikely.
Lisa: Those are the odds they're giving in Vegas.
Homer: All right, I think we've heard just about enough from Mr.
Newspaper today. [tosses the newspaper outside]
-- "The Homer They Fall"
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