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Bart: [to waiter] I'll have a Brain Burger with extra pus, please.
Marge: Bart!
Homer: Eyeball stew.
Marge: Homer! We just got here and already I'm mortified beyond belief
by your embarrassing behavior.
Bart: I was just ordering a cheeseburger, Mom. They have violent
names for everything here.
Marge: Oh, I see. All right, hmm...I'll have the Baby Guts.
Waiter: Lady, you disgust me. Ew.
Lisa: [embarrassed] Mom, that's veal.
Marge: Oh...
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