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Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man.

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Large bet on myself in round one. Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Leela, Bender, we’re going grave robbing. Yes, if you make it look like an electrical fire. When you do things right, people won’t be sure you’ve done anything […]

Can we have Bender Burgers again?

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Say what? Oh God, what have I done? I’m a thing. We’re also Santa Claus! Kif might! Moving along… Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. Why, those are […]

Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood!

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Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me. There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Ok, we’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go ride the bumper cars. Who’s brave enough […]

When will that be?

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I’ll get my kit! No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires! Bender, we’re trying our best. If rubbin’ frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don’t wanna be right. Bender, quit destroying the universe! Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you. Anyhoo, […]

Belligerent and numerous.

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Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it? THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN! You’re going back for the Countess, aren’t you? Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‘fixes’ it… then […]

Well, thanks to the Internet, I’m now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence?

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You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites? Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood! They’re like sex, except I’m having them! With gusto. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Bender, you risked your life to save me! Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But […]

Of all the friends I’ve had… you’re the first.

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I wish! It’s a nickel. Ow, my spirit! In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms. Leela’s gonna kill me. What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! ‘It is!’ My precious torso! Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets? Nay, I respect and admire Harold […]

Fry, you can’t just sit here in the dark listening to classical music.

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Who are those horrible orange men? And then the battle’s not so bad? But I’ve never been to the moon! Fry, you can’t just sit here in the dark listening to classical music. Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. Uh, is the puppy mechanical in any way? […]

Aww, it’s true. I’ve been hiding it for so long.

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No, of course not. It was… uh… porno. Yeah, that’s it. I found what I need. And it’s not friends, it’s things. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To […]

Alright, let’s mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew.

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It’s just like the story of the grasshopper and the octopus. All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. But then the winter came, and the grasshopper died, and the octopus ate all his acorns. Also he got a race car. Is any […]

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