I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan!
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mei 1, 2019 7:42 pm
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In your time, yes, but nowadays shut up! Besides, these are adult stemcells, harvested from perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stemcells. Well, then good news! It’s a suppository. You’ll have all the Slurm you can drink when you’re partying with Slurms McKenzie!
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 of this getting through to you? Who am I making this out to?
I’m Santa Claus!
Bender?! You stole the atom. I suppose I could part with ‘one’ and still be feared… Oh, I don’t have time for this. I have to go and buy a single piece of fruit with a coupon and then return it, making people wait behind me while I complain.
- Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it?
- Yeah, lots of people did.
- Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay!
Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, “Straighten your pope hat.” And “Put on your good vestments.”
You lived before you met me?! Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you. Why would a robot need to drink? Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets?
- Why would I want to know that?
- I found what I need. And it’s not friends, it’s things.
- Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you.
All I want is to be a monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit… that’s why I’m transferring to business school! The alien mothership is in orbit here. If we can hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominoes will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate.
I could if you hadn’t turned on the light and shut off my stereo. Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography. Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose.
Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels.
Hey, what kinda party is this? There’s no booze and only one hooker. Bender, this is Fry’s decision… and he made it wrong. So it’s time for us to interfere in his life. Oh God, what have I done?
I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope? Yes, I saw. You were doing well, until everyone died. Who are you, my warranty?! Dear God, they’ll be killed on our doorstep! And there’s no trash pickup until January 3rd.
Okay, it’s 500 dollars, you have no choice of carrier, the battery can’t hold the charge and the reception isn’t very… Why would a robot need to drink? Is that a cooking show? I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him.
I’m sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. Just to destroy everything you ever believed in. Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression! I guess if you want children beaten, you have to do it yourself.
And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who’s gone to a place where I, too, hope one day to go. The toilet. No, I’m Santa Claus! I had more, but you go ahead. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead.
Do a flip! Tell her she looks thin. Now what? Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything.
We don’t have a brig. With gusto. Fetal stemcells, aren’t those controversial? So, how ‘bout them Knicks? As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead.
Who am I making this out to? 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 of this getting through to you?
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