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Remember my clean shave

Back in our old days

When we were just kids

I had my six-string

And you had your own thing

Though I don't remember what it is

I wrote you love songs

And you liked that sad one

So I played it all the time

What was that one line?

Something about sunshine

I sang it every night

Where the sun don't shine

No, that is not how that song went.

When the sun won't shine

That's not it either.

What was it, baby?

Till the sun don't shine

You will still be mine

That's right.

Man what a whirlwind

And so much is happening

And mostly to me

Yeah

We've come such a long way

No turning back now, babe

You're my family

Now promise me.

Till the end of time

These are ties that bind

Come on, sing it, honey.

Till the sun don't shine

You will still be mine

Honey, is it my imagination

or is my left boob drooping down even lower today?

Oh, Lord.

I'm starting to feel like something Picasso woulda made.

How'd you do?

Between Mr. Frugalman on table five

and "Hey, I'll Get You Next Time" on table seven,

not great.

Thinking about picking up some extra shifts.

Are you crazy? You work hard enough already.

Oh, what is this doing next to the cinnamon?

Oh, I was looking for that.

Uh-huh.

You can't write your baby a letter from the spice rack.

I'm not much of a letter writer.

Are you okay?

I'm having a small anxiety attack.

I got a message on my profile.

Girl, you've been sitting on this news all day?

He calls himself OKCWithABullet, 32.

Has all his hair, kind smile,

loves poetry, Pavarotti and puzzles.

He sounds perfect! -Look at you.

They're already lining up. Take a number.

Yeah. Oh, dear, it's happening.

It's really happening.

I made a five-minute date with him tonight.

Five minutes?

Well, this way if it's a disaster

I can get back in time for History's Mysteries.

Okay, now, Dawn,

you are such a natural beauty,

but 'cause it's such a special occasion,

would you let me put just a tad of makeup on you

and perhaps...

pull that pony down...

just for one night?

Well, it is important

to make a good first impression.

Jenna, may I ask you to make

your Meet Your Dream Chocolate Cream pie to take to him?

I will make you a really special one.

One like my mama used to.

You wouldn't think all the ingredients would go together, but they do.

What's going to be in it?

I'm going to switch the chocolate...

from bittersweet to creamy milk...

and add a touch of passion fruit.

Oh, my God!

And then I'll mix in

something that will make the impossible possible.

Some exotic spice

that will make you see clearly before it's too late.

What is going on with you, girl?

You know that pie contest that's coming to Springfield?

Mm-hmm.

I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna find a way to save some money to go there and enter it.

Now that's the first thing you've said that's made any sense in a very long time.

And if a miracle happens and I win it,

I'm gonna take that prize money and I'm gonna...

You're gonna leave Earl.

Yeah.

And just run away from here.

Wow.

Honey, you can leave Earl

without running away from here.

It's not that easy.

Well, all right.

You go ahead.

Get yourself a little pie shop somewhere.

Somewhere people could really use a little pie shop.

Like Europe.

Or New Jersey.

Jenna's Pie Palace.

Jenna's Pastry Heaven.