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Well, my son does. And I'm not gonna let him down.

Boy, I'm feeling this. Ow.

Oh, it's, uh, soaring majestically, sir.

Homer, you're the world's greatest hero.

Wow. Look how far I climbed.

into one handy, mouth-size bar.

- I surrender. - Not so fast.

- Let's egg him! - [All] Yeah!

That's right, Brad and Neil.

Remember our agreement. He can't fail.

jackson your nanna used to have hurtarow hands yes she did! she used to grab three babies faces at the fun fair and she'd call it a hurtarow yes she did and she made sure he hurtarow hands were back in business!

We borrowed that jar from your table.

[Lovejoy] Oh, just play the damn game, Ned.

Do you owe it all to Powersauce?

- [Homer] Ooh. Still plenty of parking. - [Children Chattering]

We've come up with a killer promotion for Powersauce bars.

- Come in, Dad. - Uh, I'm pretty sure he's dead, little girl.

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Homer, stop insulting us and eat your filth. Food. I mean food.

Here. Have a Powersauce bar. It's on the house.

- Time out! - Oh, I don't think he can get up.

Doctors say he may not have the mega-nutrients needed to stave off death.

[Groans] Air's getting thin.