It must be wonderful.

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With gusto. Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball’s in Farnsworth’s court! Good man. Nixon’s pro-war and pro-family. I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?

I had more, but you go ahead. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. Bender, we’re trying our best. You’re going back for the Countess, aren’t you? And then the battle’s not so bad?

Ask her how her day was.

Pansy. Bender, quit destroying the universe! I meant ‘physically’. Look, perhaps you could let me work for a little food? I could clean the floors or paint a fence, or service you sexually? Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat.

  1. That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing.
  2. How much did you make me?
  3. And I’m his friend Jesus.

I’m a thing.

So, how ‘bout them Knicks? Who am I making this out to? So I really am important? How I feel when I’m drunk is correct? Fatal. And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.

  • You guys realize you live in a sewer, right?
  • Fry, you can’t just sit here in the dark listening to classical music.
  • I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool.

And when we woke up, we had these bodies. You are the last hope of the universe. For the last time, I don’t like lilacs! Your ‘first’ wife was the one who liked lilacs! Why not indeed! Fatal.

No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Okay, it’s 500 dollars, you have no choice of carrier, the battery can’t hold the charge and the reception isn’t very… Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file!

Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file! Alright, let’s mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM!

Bender, I didn’t know you liked cooking. That’s so cute. Your best is an idiot! I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Really?!

For the last time, I don’t like lilacs! Your ‘first’ wife was the one who liked lilacs! Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say.

Then we’ll go with that data file! Yes! In your face, Gandhi! Oh sure! Blame the wizards! Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. Soon enough.

Daddy Bender, we’re hungry. This is the worst part. The calm before the battle. We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera. You mean while I’m sleeping in it? Can I use the gun?

Kif might! 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.

And yet you haven’t said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you? Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon.

Ok, we’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go ride the bumper cars. Noooooo! Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though!

And until then, I can never die? Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year’s costume? Check it out, y’all. Everyone who was invited is here. Large bet on myself in round one.

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