Grampa: Ladies like sweet-talking.
Moe: Hey, I'm sweet. I'm sweeter than Jewish wine.
Grampa: Then prove it. I want you to charm the next pretty young thing that walks through that door.[Homer suddenly enters the bar to the applause of the studio audience]
Homer: Greetings!
Monday, October 26, 2009
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