The Simpsons

S12E11: Worst Episode Ever

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So now we're even. My prognosis-- Or is it diagnosis? Whichever. You need to avoid stress. Now what kind of work do you do? I run a comic book store. Oh, dear Lord! We call that profession "the widow-maker!" Or we would if any of the proprietors were married. You should close down the store for a while.