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  1. Dammit, June, we did not steal this country from the Indians so that you could serve Jell-O at Thanksgiving. Where's the pie?
  2. Dammit, June, wear the blue dress, wear the green dress, I don't care. No, wait. Wear the blue dress. It covers more.
  3. Dammit, June, if I wait long enough, the wind will blow those leaves over to the neighbors' yards.
  4. Dammit, June, this coffee tastes like you drained it from a crankcase. At that, it's still better than that pot you brewed yesterday.
  5. Dammit, June, what's this charge for some book on mastering French cooking? Shouldn't you try to master American cooking first?
  6. Dammit, June, don't you have anything better to do all afternoon than drink Manischewitz and cry during "Queen for a Day"?
  7. Dammit, June, could you at least TRY to get Wally and Beaver to take a bath? The place smells like we're housing bears here.
  8. Dammit, June, I can't tell whether this is gravy or mucilage.
  9. Dammit, June, FOUR HOURS with you and the boys in the car, to see your family? I'll take the poke in the eye with a sharp stick instead.
  10. Dammit, June, no, I do not think Broderick Crawford is sexy on "Highway Patrol." Your problem is you're too vain to wear glasses.
  11. Dammit, June, you nicknamed him "Beaver," and you're surprised that the little s.o.b. is picked on at school? Where did you hide the Scotch?
  12. Dammit, June, if I'd known your gin-soaked bridge club was coming to the house, I would have left town. I'll be at the bar at Morty's.
  13. Dammit, June, I never said those pearls were real.
  14. Dammit, June, YOU can take the boys to church. If I want to listen to some gasbag mumble platitudes, I'll switch on "Meet the Press."
  15. Dammit, June, can't your relatives sponge off somebody else at Thanksgiving? We're not running a soup kitchen here.
  16. Dammit, June, I am not going to have a "man talk" with Wally. No point in getting his hopes up.
  17. Dammit, June, serving this tuna noodle casserole probably violates the Geneva Conventions.
  18. Dammit, June, I've already started my evening drinking, and now you tell me about some damn parent-teacher thing?
  19. Dammit, June, you're following me.
  20. Dammit, June, that little Haskell bastard is looking up your dress again.