Let's say you went to the race track one day. And it turned out there was a horse named "My Wife Knows Nothing." And another named "My Wife Knows Everything." Plus, a really excitable announcer. You'd hope the two horses wound up neck and neck at the finish, wouldn't you? And that the announcer totally flipped out? Well, you're in luck:
 
 

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