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The Yalu Brick Road [MASH S8.E10] Hawkeye and BJ get lost in enemy territory while Klinger's Thanksgiving turkey sickens most of the camp with salmonella.

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The Yalu Brick Road [MASH S8.E10] Hawkeye and BJ get lost in enemy territory while Klinger's Thanksgiving turkey sickens most of the camp with salmonella.
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