Logan goes to check on the legs in the fryer when he stumbles across a large slig with a monstrous gun.
Logan: "... uh, can I help you?"
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Bart: "Come on! How long can it take a gluk to answer his frikkin' fone! It's not like anyone actually checks on the workers ..."
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