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Never, Marge! Never. I can't live the button-down life like you!
I want it all:! the terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the CREAMY middles.
Sure, I might offend a few of the bluenoses with my cocky stride and musky odor. Oh, I'll never be the darling of the so called "City Fathers" who cluck their tongues, stroke their beards, and talk about "What's to be done with this Homer Simpson?!?"
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