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that apparently cleared Homer.
(Homer mumbling, moaning)
like he steals all my scenes.
'Cause I got an itch, I got to scratch it.
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When I first met the Simpsons, in 1947,
it revealed a horrifying truth.
¶ Rise and look around ¶
-You suck. -NARRATOR: You did it!
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on myself.
(Both people crying, sobbing, weeping, whimpering, wailing, bawling, sniveling, whining, mourning, moaning, grieving and sniffling) (Both people crying, sobbing, weeping, whimpering, wailing, bawling, sniveling, whining, mourning, moaning, grieving and sniffling)
NARRATOR: The great Simpson Robbery remains unsolved.
I invented it.
And I had an idea, an idea for something
NARRATOR: So that's everyone in the Simpson family,
-I'm afraid I have to say... -Lisa, I just want you to know
LISA: We hid it in the last place the men in this family would look.
She saved me from a dateless prom.
(yowls)
here and now!
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and the investigation stalled,
Well, nothing is my fault 'cause my dad raised me so rotten.
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W-Wait, what do you mean unsolved?
(pings)
-They didn't have to wait long. -(phone beeps)
except that's when the bottom fell out.
your mother's about to say that the money was eaten by rats.