Brain: And each year, in a misbegotten melange of civic pride and corporate boosterism, they [the Gristle Meat Company] throw a huge televised parade down the main street of town, the Meat Parade. And one lucky little girl is chosen to lead that parade on television before millions of people. Do you know who that lucky little girl is this year, Pinky? Pinky: Someone named Meat? [laughs] Meat! Brain: Meat my fist, Pinky.

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