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It says here buildings can be purchased
You really should come to bed.
You made us large, sugar daddy.
This neighborhood sure has gone downhill.
Saturday night. (SIGHS)
(MUMMY MOANING)
Where's the zombie?
Hey, look at these posters!
Wait. It's a second show!
so I pushed the boy out of the wheelchair,
THURGOOD: That ain't cotton candy, boy.
Hello. Is this thing on?
He don't know doo-doo about voodoo.
and we turned it into a porno theater.
How we doing?
Mmm-hmm.
A rundown, dirty old building?
Here comes bunny cat!
if you would just let me please explain,
Oh, yeah. Good paper.
Go, Thurgood, King of Porno.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You should be ashamed of yourselves!
Liquor store, gun shop.
(SIGHS)
Ah.
Thurgood, this is his hovel, and we are his guests.
It dries up like a raisin in the sun.
Hmm...
and I wanted everybody to see it, so I faked a fire alarm.
Everyone sold their new possessions.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Don't talk to my husband like that.