Eight Crazy Nights
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:36:03
i guess i'll have to deal
with your demands

:36:07
but please don't touch me
with your alien hands

:36:11
i got no right to growl
:36:14
the whistle, she's on the prowl
:36:17
without my wig, i look like an owl
hoo! Hoo!

:36:21
- Oh, my god.
- Don't laugh at her.

:36:23
Or it's a technical foul
:36:27
a technical foul
:36:31
a technical foul
:36:41
davey will have to make the best of this.
:36:43
- I guess i got to make the best of this.
- See. I told you.

:36:48
But that shouldn't be too hard for him.
Even loners need company sometimes.

:36:54
Shaving the chest.
:36:56
Nobody needs a uni-brow.
:37:00
This is going to scare her silly.
:37:03
Yeah, it is.
:37:04
Peanuts for me?
:37:17
- Wish we were taller, eleanore?
- I can't reach the cobwebs.

:37:21
- Thank you, davey.
- No problem, eleanore.

:37:34
Good one, eleanore.
:37:37
- Here you go.
- Thanks. Have a good day.

:37:45
Good luck, old man.
:37:49
Now i can understand wrapping
the cornmeal around the hot dog...

:37:54
...but why the heck would they shove
this stick in here?

:37:57
I'm getting exhausted
trying to cut around it.


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