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I think we have a really
big shoplifting problem.

I just did inventory and
there are 30 records missing.

Oh, Angie, I forgot to tell you,

I moved those to the annexe,

otherwise known as my house.

Excuse me, Mr. Record Store
Big Shot, I need some help.

Where can I find something
by Bette Midler?

Well, we don't
have any Bette Midler,

but may I suggest
something even better?

Perhaps a little Sex Pistols?

Sex Pistols?
Well, that's terrible.

Guns don't belong
in the bedroom.

They agree, and a lot of
their songs are about just that.

And they deliver their message
with a smooth, mellow sound.

So it's like easy listening.

Well, they're not hard to hear.

Steven, the store is great.

I'm proud of you.
Thank you.

Whoa, Hyde, I want you
to really savor this moment.

Red's only nice
every 75 years. Yeah.

He's kind of like the Halley's
Comet of compliments.

I got one the first time
I used the potty and...

Yeah, since then, nothing.

What am I supposed to do?

Compliment you every
time you go to the can?

See?

All these kids, wasting
their money on records.

You'd think they could be down
at my muffler shop buying mufflers.

You're all stupid.

If you want, I could plug your
store on my next radio show.

That'd be great, and tell
them I'm giving away calendars.

Okay. Well,
the only problem is

I don't know how many
people will hear it.

I used to think I
had a lot of listeners

'cause I had a lot of call-ins.

But it turns out it was just one
crazy guy doing different voices.

You may know him as Fez.

Fez, just tell me your secret.

Just kiss me.

I'm not doing that.

Then I'm not
telling you my secret.

Just tell me.
Just kiss me.

Ugh!

Big news from the salon,

I just shampooed Marie, who
waits tables at the coffee shop.

Well, that is big news.

She served pie at 1:00 a.m. to
Kelso and Hyde's sister, Angie.

And Kelso took the pie and
fed it to Angie, and she liked it.

Oh, my God.

This isn't good. Steven
is gonna lose his mind.

I can't believe Angie
went out with Kelso.

What? Angie went out
with Kelso?

What?

Don't you "what" me,
you know what you did.

It was $10, I'll put
it back in the register.

No, not that.
You went out with Kelso.

Look, in my town
there are two rules.

One, don't date Kelso.
Two, don't date Kelso.

Yeah, it even says that on the
sign when you drive into town.

"Welcome to Point Place.
Don't date Kelso."

The high school band
spells that out during half time.

Look, I'm not dating Michael.

We went out one time, but
it's not gonna happen again.

I need a guy who
can eat a breadstick

without pretending
it's a cigar first.

Okay, the thing is, Angie,
Michael's like chocolate cake, okay?

It looks good in the bakery,

but when you take it home,
it sleeps with all your friends.

Yeah.

Hey, Donna,
what kind of food am I?

I don't know,
I guess, a Twizzler.

What?
No, it's a good thing.

You can have a lot of them
and not even notice.

You're just gonna sit
there and take that?

Of course you are.
You're a Twizzler.

Are you closed yet or what?

I've been waiting in the
parking lot for, like, forever.

I didn't see you out there.

That's 'cause I was hiding
in the bushes by your car.

I figured when I jumped out,

you'd be so relieved it was me
that you'd go out with me again.

Why didn't you just ask me out?

I don't know.

I was gonna but you're so
pretty and successful and...

Plus, I kind of like
hiding in the bushes.

Michael, I appreciate the offer,

but I'm not sure you're my type.

"Not your type"? I'm like
ketchup, I go good on everything.

Yeah, well, thanks anyways.

Okay, all right.
Look, Angie,

I really want to go out
with you again, okay?

And I got about 50 lines that
I could throw at you right now,

but I don't
wanna do that because

I don't want you
to go out with me

because of some line.

I want you to go
out with me 'cause

you like me as
much as I like you.

Are you telling me
that's not a line?

Well, it's not now, but if it
works, I can add it to the list.

Okay, you know what?

Let's go get a drink,
but just one drink.

Ready for that drink now?

♪ Hanging out

♪ Down the street

♪ The same old thing

♪ We did last week

♪ Not a thing to do

♪ But talk to you

♪ We're all all right

♪ We're all all right ♪

Hello, Wisconsin!

You know, I'm not sure
these Sex Pistols are for me.

Look, this fella's
name is Johnny Rotten.

You'd think he'd change
that for show business.

Mrs. Forman?

Okay, Steven just found out
Michael went out with his sister,

so I need to think of
something to do to cheer him up.

Well, I do know Steven loves
peanut butter chocolate chip cookies.

So I go buy those?

No, Jackie, you make them.

So I hire someone to make them?

No, you have to make them
with your own two hands.

I'll pay you $20 to make them.

Only you can put in the love,

that is the real
secret ingredient.

$30.

Will you two hens stop clucking?

Donna's back on the radio.

Okay, that was
the Thursday rock block

and you're listening to the
new and improved Hot Donna.

Now with hair
like strands of gold.

And if you're driving home
and things are a little loud,

stop by the Forman
& Son muffler shop,

where they're also
giving away calendars.

She said "Forman" on the radio.

We're gonna have to change
our phone number.

You know,
that Donna is a great girl.

I can't believe
that Eric wouldn't marry her.

When I get back home,
I'm gonna kick him in the ass.

And now, Love You
Inside Out by the Bee Gees,

going out to Jackie Burkhart
from Steven Hyde.

Oh, see now, Steven loves me
and wants everyone to know it.

Requested by Jackie Burkhart.

Okay, Fez, I'll play
you one more game.

But just so you know,
this "honk, honk" is a foul.

Hey, guys.
Hey, Angie.

I need to talk to you
guys about something.

Oh, God, you didn't go out
with Kelso again, did you?

No, I was on my way
to going out with him

but then we got interrupted
by me sleeping with him.

What?

Well, at least they didn't
go out. Wait a minute.

I need some advice.

My advice is, go back in time
and don't sleep with Kelso.

Yeah, but you need
a time machine.

The only person
working on that is Kelso.

He says if you want to use it,
you have to sleep with him.

So you're kind of
back where you started.

Here's the thing.

I don't know if you guys have
noticed, but I'm kind of, you know...

Bitchy?

I was gonna say
"uptight," but fine.

I never relax and laugh, and
with Michael that's all we do.

Except for the sex.

Although I did laugh,
you know, during.

Actually, it was more of
a giggle of appreciation.

Okay. I'm not sure you know
what you're getting yourself into.

Kelso has a baby
with another woman.

Yeah, he told me.

Damn.

I thought that would
run you off for sure.

Let me try. I'm the
master at running girls off.

You think he's good in bed, huh?

How do you think
he got that good?

Practice, practice, practice.

Cheerleader, cheerleader,
cheerleader's mother.

Hey, Fez, check out
this nudie calendar.

Uh-oh.

Is this the calendar
Red's giving away?

It's just pictures of
half-naked girls posing by cars.

That's a disgrace.

I'll dispose of that.

No, I'll take it.

We'll never get it back now.

It's going in the box
with my "naked lady" pen,

and my "I Got Crabs
in Louisiana" T-shirt.

Thank you for
helping me, Mrs. Forman.

Steven is gonna
love these cookies.

Okay, now start by cracking
a couple of eggs into the bowl.

I can't touch an egg.

Why not?

'Cause it came out
of a chicken butt.

Honey, they wash it.

Well, wash it all you want,
it still came out of a butt.

All right, so I've been thinking
about Donna's "Twizzler" remark.

Maybe it's not so bad. I
mean, yes, it is candy but,

you know, you bite both
ends off, you got a straw.

It's a metaphor for versatility.

No, I think it's
a metaphor for you

being long, skinny,
bendy and floppy.

Hey, Hyde.

Why are you smiling?

I don't know.

Talk to Angie today?

No!

Oh, yeah!

I have officially nailed
everyone in this room's sister.

Hey, Hyde, Kelso and Angie...

You already know.

Hyde, allow me to be
the first to welcome you

to the
Kelso-had-sex-with-my-sister club.

There's no
handshake or passwords.

There's really just shame.

Damn it, Kelso.

My sister's been
in town for a month,

you've already slept with her.

This is why I keep my sister
10,000 miles away in a jungle.

Believe me,
if things don't work out

with Angie,
I'm on the next flight out.

Hey, Hyde, remember
how you kept bringing it up

when Kelso nailed my sister?

I never understood why,
but now I get it.

It's fun.

So guess what?
Kelso nailed your sister.

Oh, and another thing,
Kelso nailed your sister.

Shut up, you little Twizzler.

Sticks and stones
may break my bones,

but Kelso nailed your sister.

Okay, I know you can do this.

An egg is not just something
that comes out of a butt.

It's a life source, it's
beautiful, so pick it up.

Why don't you do it?
You're a nurse.

You mess around with
butts all the time.

Just pick up the freaking egg,
you spoiled brat.

Donna's back on the radio,
maybe she'll mention my shop again.

Okay, now it's time
for a new segment on my show.

What's on your mind, Hot Donna?

When I agreed to promote
the Forman & Son calendar,

I had no idea that
it was just pages

of half-naked women
straddling drive shafts.

Which is wrong.

Wrong, because
cars get very hot.

So if they were
to do these things,

they would easily
burn their thighs.

That's right.
Forman & Son Mufflers

is promoting
the burning of women.

What is she talking about?

Now, I would call for a boycott,

but girls never go
down to these places,

so I call for a going-down-there-
and-yelling-at-them

cott.

Oh, great. Now I've gotta
go back down to the shop

before those hairy-ass
feminists tear the place down.

Okay.
Now, I would like to hear

from some pissed-off feminists.

You're on
the air with Hot Donna.

Or, should I say,
Hot-under-the-collar Donna.

Donna Pinciotti, you
should be ashamed of yourself.

Suddenly you think women
shouldn't be looked at.

Well, I've seen your outfits,
Miss Lady Tank Top.

Mrs. Forman, this isn't
about me, it's about society.

No, it's about Red, who's
been like a second father to you,

and now finally he has
something to be proud of

and you're forcing your
weirdo hippie politics on it.

It's just a couple of
greased-up broads on a Chevy.

Get over it.

Steven, I can't believe you
thought I'd like these Sex Pistols.

I don't want anything
this loud and crabby

in my house if I'm
not married to it.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Forman.
I'll make it up to you.

Have you ever heard of a band
called Judas Priest?

Well, that's what
Judas needed, a priest.

Are they spiritual?

I listen to them every Sunday.

Hey, Fez, you're the
candy expert in these parts.

Okay, do you think
I'm a Twizzler?

Well, you're no Hershey's
Special Dark like your friend Fez.

Okay, well, then how
do I un-Twizzle myself?

Well, you need to become
richer, more chocolaty.

I don't know, just show Donna
who's boss. Take her like a man.

I tried that once in bed, but
all I got was a sprained wrist.

FYI, advice in Playboy,

not always practical if you
can't overpower your woman.

Oh, hey, Hyde, how's it
going with the store

and Kelso nailing your sister?

Steven,

stop turning the Pat Boone
albums into Pat Boner albums.

Okay, you need to stop sleeping
with Kelso, okay? It's embarrassing.

And if you catch something,
we don't have medical.

It's not embarrassing. He really
likes me, and I really like him.

You don't even know him.

You do realize he
has a really bad

track record with women, right?

Look, I just don't
want to see you get hurt.

Oh, my God!
That's so sweet.

I finally feel
like I have a brother.

Oh, Hyde has a sister

who got nailed by Kelso.

Mr. Forman, Mrs. Forman
really yelled at me.

And I feel bad about what I said

on the radio and
I'd like to apologize.

Don't worry about it.

People have been
coming in non-stop

since you talked
about the calendars.

I cannot believe all the
disgusting perverts in this town,

who listen to my show.

Hey, pervs, I'm Hot Donna.

Dad?

You're with the pervs?

I'm just here to support Red.

I see that calendar,
put it down.

No, I won't put it down.

You're the kid and I'm the dad,

and I will have
my fantasy ladies.

Fine, Dad, but you
won't have my respect.

One more woman who
doesn't respect me.

That camel's back
broke long ago.

Okay, this is Hot Donna
back at the mic...

I'm a Twizzler?

I'm a Twizzler?

Uh-uh.

I'm a man.

Now you put on Free Bird
'cause we're gonna do it for 13 minutes.

Hey, Eric, what do you do when
you have two pieces of wood

and want them to stick together?

Oh, you nail it.

It's easy, it's kind of like how
Kelso nailed Hyde's sister.

But I don't know if
I can find a piece of wood

that's as slutty
as Hyde's sister.

You guys been
working on this a while?

About as long as Kelso's
been working on your sister.

Stop it. Stop it. Everybody stop
it. Steven, don't listen to them.

Okay, I knew you were having a
hard time, so I baked you these cookies.

Oh.

Ow!

Are they no good?

No, no, they're good.

I'll just suck on them.

Oh, forget it, I've ruined them.

They didn't make you
feel better at all.

Oh, hey, Jackie, you
know who did feel better?

Hyde's sister
after Kelso nailed her.

Give me those.

Hey, Angie.

After you close up do you
want to watch me eat a pizza?

Look, Michael, I'm not sure
we should see each other again.

A lot of people
have told me you're not

very serious about
the women you date.

A lot of people.

A lot, a lot.

Everybody.

Okay, here's the thing
about those stories.

They're all true.

I've made a lot of mistakes
in my past, okay?

And I could tell
you that I've changed

but I would
rather just show you.

So why don't we start
off slow as friends?

My other friends do
not let me do that.

Just do me one favor?

Anything.

Just don't tell Hyde.

No, I gotta tell Hyde.

Okay, I've got my candles,
I've got my bubbles,

and I've got my soothing,
spiritual, Judas Priest music.

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