Steamed Hams but it's an article but there are too many Chalmers
Well, Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
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Ah, Superintendent Chalmers, welcome. I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon!
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Yeah.
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Enter CHALMERS.
Well, Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
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Ah, Superintendent Chalmers, welcome. I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon!
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Yeah.
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Skinner runs to the kitchen, only to find his roast is burnt.
GASP!
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Oh, ye Gods! My roast is ruined! But what if I were to purchase fast food and disguise it as my own cooking? Hohoho, Delightfully devilish, Seymour!
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He begins to climb through the window, but the Chalmers enter the kitchen.
SKINNER, WITH HIS CRAZY EXPLANATIONS, THE SUPERINTENDENTS ARE GONNA NEED SOME MEDICATION, WHEN THEY HEAR SKINNER'S LAME EXAGGERATIONS, THERE'LL BE TROUBLE IN TOWN TONIGHT!
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SEYYYYMOUUURR!!!!!
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SUPERINTENDENTS! I was just...uh...stretching my calves on the windowsill! Isometric exercise, care to join me?
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Enter CHALMERS.
Well, Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
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Ah, Superintendent Chalmers, welcome. I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon!
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Yeah.
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Why is there smoke coming out of your oven, Seymour?
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Uh, ooh, that isn't smoke! It's STEAM! Steam from the steamed clams we're having. MMM! Steamed clams!
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Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers leave the kitchen.
Whew.
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Skinner leaves out the window and orders burgers and fries, and returns back to the house.
Superintendents, I hope you're ready for some mouthwatering hamburgers!
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We thought we were having steamed clams.
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Oh no, I said "steamed hams" that's what I call hamburgers.
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Enter CHALMERS.
Well, Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
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Ah, Superintendent Chalmers, welcome. I hope you're prepared for steamed hams!
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Yeah.
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You call hamburgers "steamed hams"?
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Yes! It's a regional dialect.
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Uh-huh. What region?
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Uhhhhpstate New York.
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Really. Well we're from Utica and we've never heard anyone use the phrase "steamed hams"
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Oh, not in Utica, no. It's an Albany expression.
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We see.
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Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers take a bite out of their burgers, and then inspect them.
Enter CHALMERS.
Well, Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
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Ah, Superintendent Chalmers, welcome. I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon!
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Yeah.
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You know, these hamburgers are quite similar to the ones they have at Krusty Burger.
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Hohoho, no! Patented Skinner Burgers! Oooold family recipe!
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...For steamed hams.
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Yes!
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Yes, and you call them steamed hams despite the fact that they're obviously grilled.
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Enter CHALMERS.
Well, Seymour, I made it, despite your directions.
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Y- Uh. You know, th-
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One thing I should-
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...Excuse me for one second.
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Of course.
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Skinner enters the kitchen and then immediately leaves upon noticing the kitchen is burning.
(YAWN!) Well, that was wonderful! Good time was had by all, I'm pooped!
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Yes, we should be-
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GOOD LORD, WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THERE???
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A-
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AURORA BOREALIS?!??!?
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AT THIS TIME OF YEAR??
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AT THIS TIME OF DAY???
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LOCALIZED ENTIRELY WITHIN YOUR KITCHEN??!?
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Yes!
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...May we see it?
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No.
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Skinner and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers exit the house.
SEYMOUR! THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!
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No, Bloomberg, It's just the northern lights!
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Well Seymour, you are an odd fellow, but we must say... You steam a good ham.
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Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers and Chalmers walk away from the house.
HELP! HEEEELP!
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