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13 de Octubre 2004

¡Tito puente!

Tito: Revenge? Of course. But why wound his body with bullets when I could set his soul afire with a slanderous mambo? Listen, if you will, to my revenge -- uno, dos, tres! [band starts playing salsa music] Singer: Wounds won't last long, but an insulting song Burns will always carry with him. [shot of Wiggum, Eddie, and Lou bobbing to the beat] So I'll settle my score on the salsa floor With this vengeful Latin rhythm. [shots of chef with tray of clams opening their mouths in rhythm and man at condom machine buying many condoms] Chorus: Burns! [trumpet riff] Singer: Con un corazo'n de perro. Chorus: Senñor Burns! [trumpet riff] Singer: El diablo con dinero. [mambo riff] It may not surprise you, but all of us despise you Please die, and fry in hell You rotten rich old wretch -- Adios viejo. [trumpet riff]

Wiggum: [clapping] Yeah! OK, OK, I believe you're innocent. Gee, I hope all our suspects are this much fun.

Posted by Towsend at 13 de Octubre 2004 a las 07:37 PM