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How was the sleepover?

They each had a 5-Hour Energy drink and a jar of Nutella

and then watched Russian dashcam videos all night.

Vodit' znachit ubivat'!

Listen, Marge.

Every year, Kirk and I rent a luxury villa in Costa Rica

and invite a few select families to join us.

Maybe you've heard about it?

I've always dreamed of being invited on this trip,

and now it's about to happen.

Play it cool, Marge, like only you can.

Let me see.

Um...

Costa Rica...

Nope, nope.

Sorry, it's news to me.

We were wondering, would your family

be interested in joining us?

When would you need an answer by?

Oh, the sooner the better.

Costa Rica!

Costa Rica!

Time to rock and...

Costa Rica!

Whee...!

Costa Rica! Costa Rica!

Costa Rica...!

Costa Rica.

Family meeting!

Right now!

Mwah!

The Van Houtens invited us

on their super-exclusive multi-family vacation

to Costa Rica!

We'll stay in a luxury villa right on the beach...

Whoo-hoo!

...near pristine rain forests,

home to five percent of the species on Earth...

Biodiversity!

...in a land where it's normal for kids to carry machetes.

Legalize it!

And you can chew on the guidebook.

I've always dreamed of being the kind of family

that other families would be willing to do things with.

Costa Rica!

- Costa Rica! - Airport food court!

- Airport food court! - Costa Rica!

Whoa.

Now, that's a tympanic membrane that just won't quit.

Whoa. This trip's gonna cost how much?

I know it's expensive,

but we spend our whole lives worrying about money.

That's because we don't have that much.

We have a mortgage, a reverse mortgage.

I think the house is owned by the car.

Life is about experiences.

Look at this photo the Hibberts posted from last year's trip.

Now look at my feed.

Yeah.

Oh, boy.

I want a photo of you and me by that waterfall.

The hope of going on this trip is the only reason

I've allowed Bart to stay friends with Milhouse.

Now I understand everything.

Homie, I know it's a stretch,

but if Kirk and Luann can afford it...

Yeah. He can't earn that much.

His job is moving the Topless Maids van

so they don't get parking tickets.

Let's have one damn fling and hope everything will be okay.

You know what? You are right.

I am sick of being the responsible one

in this marriage.

Let's live life.

Remember, we can never be poor

as long as we have each other.

Oh... yes, we can.

You know, what if we stayed home

and just did puzzles of Costa Rica?

I mean, this trip sounds really expensive.

- No, not really. - What? No!

You just let the grown-ups worry about grown-up things, okay?

Your mom and dad

have our financial future all under control.

Ooh! Free ticket!

The rich get richer!

Ah, the multi-family vacation.

Let's see who we've got.

The Van Houtens, of course. The Hibberts.

Superintendent Chalmers and his daughter.

I can't believe my father is tearing us apart

for a whole week.

Sweetie, it's a very long flight.

Why don't you save your phone battery.

All you care about is batteries!

You've never been in love.

Your mother and I had a very...

Never mind.

Yep, not one person here

I'd mind spending an extended period of time with.

I didn't have time to wax, so I'll do it on the plane.

What the hell is that doing here?

Well, Lou the cop and his sister were gonna go,

but a billboard fell on him

and her wind chime store burned down.

So I suggested Patty and her new girlfriend.

You deliberately hid this from me

until it was too late to back out.

- Yes. - Don't try to deny it.

Patty's new relationship really has to work out,

because the dating apps won't take her anymore.

All I ask is that you're nice to them.

Evelyn, this is my husband Homer.

A very polite hello to you, madam.

Well, well, Homer Simpson.

I've heard so much about you.

Surely you have, but in my defense,

urinating on a privately owned merry-go-round

is not public urination.

Hmm.

Ooh.

Okay, who wants Miguelitos?

Now, I should warn the newbies...

these will seem very authentic to you.

Mmm. This stuff is pura vida in a glass.

What's pura vida?

Oh...

Uh, it means "pure life."

Kind of a state of mind down here.

Very chill.

Like what you think of as chill

but, like, a million times chiller.

Homie, I think I'm having an experience.

Every time a fruit meets a booze, a magic vacation is born.

Mmm.

Oh...

Well, you can try.

Oh, boy, I didn't know that.

- Hmm? - Hmm?

So true.

- Hmm... - Hmm.

Rodrigo, Rodrigo, mi hermano,

put the bill on this.

Nothing is less pura vida than check-splitting.

On this trip I pay for everything up front...

food, the villa rental,

cloud forest murder mystery...

and I keep track of 'em right here.

Then we settle up at the end.

Smokey Blandings is putting on

a cornhole clinic tonight.

And this is where fatigue really sets in, Jim.

When you're tossing that fourth beanbag,

your muscles are screaming, son.

- Booyah! - Good heavenly days!

Hmm?

You also follow the pro cornhole tour?

Sure do. I used to play on my daddy's farm.

We'd toss bags all day,

even when it was hotter than a two-dollar pistol.

Ooh, ooh.

That is hot.

Do you always speak in such colorful Southern-isms?

Does a mama possum skip church on Sundays?

Hmm.

I bet she does.

Homer, put your phone away.

Evelyn, please.

Evelyn, you don't want to go shopping with us?

It's a vacation, sugar bear.

We should be lying on the beach like a lost flip-flop.

But, darling, there's nothing to do at the beach except drink.

You know what? Why don't you two take in the sights

while I chaperone your Southern seńorita to the beach?

Well, my, my, what an elegant solution.

Well, I guess this way everyone's happy.

Tonight's dinner is amazing, folks:

line-caught mahi mahi.

The local fishermen pass the lines down from father to son,

so, boy, you can taste the heritage.

Dios mío!

Eh, what?

Oh. Hey, guys.

We met these awesome monkeys on the beach,

and we said they could crash here

in exchange for them being hilarious.

Sweetie, you did not tell me

your brother-in-law was such a fun guy.

You two should be so happy.

Your husband and your girlfriend

are amigos!

Who's that with you, Jimbo?

Is that Stacy?

Oh, my God.

Jimbo is cheating on me!

Wha...?

Okay, makeup kit, selfie stick.

Oh, God, where's the selfie stick charger?

Honey, relax.