"So... I have to ask. And it's not like I don't feel comfortable doing this. But... why did you pick me for this?" Homer asked.
"Oh. Well, it's really simple..." The manager replied. "I'm looking to train somebody."
"Train somebody. For what exactly?" Homer asked again.
The manager looked directly at Homer, and said. "Why, for eating contests. See, I'm looking for someone with the potential to gain the biggest appetite in the world. And you, my friend...: The manager trailed off and poked Homer's rather pudgy belly. "...have that potential. Not only that, but I also saw the look in your eyes. You want this. You can't fool me and say you don't. So, why don't I train you. That way, you can get as fat as you want, and we can be rich beyond our wildest dreams." The manager finished, before asking. "What do you say?"
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