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STOMACH GROWLING MAKE SHURE TO WHACH

We were almost to the top when we ran low on supplies.

[Chuckles] Go ahead. Try and grab some flab.

You're not risking your life just to impress me, are you?

Mom, a man just died.

- [Panting] - Okay, boy.

I got a terrible rash yesterday.

This may not be the top, but it's as close as a Simpsors ever gonna get.

You're gonna be the first man to climb the Murderhorn.

No way, Neil. Oh. This just in.

- Eat it. - Look at you people.

This Powersauce newsbreak is brought to you by Powersauce.

Oh, man. This is hard.

- [Kicking] - Wake up, you lazy Sherpas. We've got a mountain to climb.

Why don't you tell me, Son?

- I'm going to get into shape. - Whatever you say, sweetie.

Ah, there's nothing like a good old-fashioned picnic.

I really need a good talking-to.

[Homer] I've never seen Bart so ashamed of me.

My dad could do it. He eats 50 dollars' won'th of Powersauce bars a day.

No. The picture looked good where it was.

"Worse still, that treacherous skunk, Abe Simpson...

[Chuckles] Ah, the joke's on you.

Your usual bucket of ice cream covered with miniature pies?

Flanders is playing? Why didn't you say so?

Eight. [Panting]

I have been working out secretly at night. And look at me now!