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Ned: You Know, Reverend, This Really Isn't A Hymn. Rev
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Ned: You know, reverend, this really isn't a hymn.
Rev: [crossly] Ned, there's an oil stain in the parking lot that looks
just like St. Barnabas.
Ned: [aghast] Oh, my stars!
-- That oughta keep him busy,
"Homer's Barbershop Quartet"
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