What grows big and feathery up to a height of thirtyfive cubits?
Burns: Good Lord, Smithers! You look atrocious. I thought I told you to
take a vacation.
Homer: Uh, Smithers already left, sir. I'm his replacement, Homer
Homer the Smithers
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