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Matt GroeningJames L. BrooksMike Scully
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Mike Scully
Executive Producer

Emmy Award-winning writer Mike Scully joined The Simpsons as a producer in April 1993. Since then, he has written several episodes, including "Lisa's Rival," "Two Dozen and One Greyhounds," "Lisa on Ice, " "Team Homer," "Marge Be Not Proud," "Lisa's Date With Density" and the "Homega Man" segment from "Treehouse of Horror VIII." In 1997 he became executive producer and showrunner for Seasons IX and X. Scully grew up in West Springfield, MA and moved to Los Angeles in 1982, where he began performing stand-up comedy in local clubs and audience warm-ups for various television shows. He stopped performing in 1986 to concentrate exclusively on writing for television. He lives in Los Angeles with his wife Julie and their five daughters.

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