You know, Smithers, I think I’ll donate a million dollars to the local orphanage… when pigs fly.
*they both start laughing, but then a pig actually does fly past*
…will you be donating that million dollars now, sir?
No, I’d still prefer not.
*they both start laughing, but then a pig actually does fly past*
…will you be donating that million dollars now, sir?
No, I’d still prefer not.
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