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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
house of seven gobbles.
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[Brian and Stewie are catching a ride with Hispanic workers in Texas]
Brian: Hola! Um... me, me llamo es Brian. Ahh, uh, um... Let's see, uh, nosotros queremos ir con ustedes.
Migrant Worker: Hey, that was pretty good, except when you said, "Me llamo es Brian," you don't need the "es", just "me llamo Brian".
Brian: Oh! So you speak English!
Migrant Worker: No, just that first speech and this one explaining it.
Brian: You... you're kidding, right?
Migrant Worker: Que?
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Jeez. No beer ... no opera dogs ...
-- Homer Simpson
Bart the Genius
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Nothing can escape the gravity of a black hole, except for Chuck Norris. Chuck Norris eats black holes. They taste like chicken.
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Wormwood : Calvin, how about you?
Calvin : Hard to say ma'am. I think my cerebellum just fused.
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