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And from now on you’re all named Bender Jr.

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Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat. Now Fry, it’s been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Ummm…to eBay? Does anybody else […]

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 […]

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? […]

It’s a T. It goes “tuh”.

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I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. File not found. It must be wonderful. You wouldn’t. Ask anyway! You’re going back for the Countess, aren’t you? Kif might! Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat. All I want is to be a […]

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 […]

Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems.

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I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though! But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver. When will that be? Ah, computer dating. It’s like pimping, but you rarely have to use the phrase “upside your head.” Now what? I feel like I was mauled by […]

Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence.

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Well, then good news! It’s a suppository. We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped. Hey! I’m a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? What are you hacking off? Is it my […]

Hello, little man. I will destroy you!

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I didn’t ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn’t you just get me the death penalty? Tell them I hate them. Leela, are you alright? You got wanged on the head. With a warning label this big, you know they gotta be fun! Ugh, it’s […]

Now what?

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No, just a regular mistake. Ah, yes! John Quincy Adding Machine. He struck a chord with the voters when he pledged not to go on a killing spree. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Can I use the gun? Leela’s gonna kill me. Hello Morbo, how’s the family? Yep, I remember. They came in last at […]

I’m a thing.

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Our love isn’t any different from yours, except it’s hotter, because I’m involved. You’ll have all the Slurm you can drink when you’re partying with Slurms McKenzie! Son, as your lawyer, I declare y’all are in a 12-piece bucket o’ trouble. But I done struck you a deal: Five hours of community service cleanin’ up […]

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