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 monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit… that’s why I’m transferring to business school!

These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I’ll rest easier not knowing where they are.

I love this planet! I’ve got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring. Belligerent and numerous. I saw you with those two “ladies of the evening” at Elzars. Explain that.

  1. Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, “Straighten your pope hat.” And “Put on your good vestments.”
  2. Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
  3. I’ll get my kit!

No, just a regular mistake.

Take me to your leader! There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Oh yeah, good luck with that. Is that a cooking show? Dear God, they’ll be killed on our doorstep! And there’s no trash pickup until January 3rd.

  • Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, “Straighten your pope hat.” And “Put on your good vestments.”
  • This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me!
  • So, how ‘bout them Knicks?

When I was first asked to make a film about my nephew, Hubert Farnsworth, I thought “Why should I?” Then later, Leela made the film. But if I did make it, you can bet there would have been more topless women on motorcycles. Roll film! You lived before you met me?!

For example, if you killed your grandfather, you’d cease to exist! Large bet on myself in round one. A sexy mistake. I never loved you. Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man.

Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets! I’m Santa Claus! 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.

Meh. Bender, quit destroying the universe! Daylight and everything. I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! You guys realize you live in a sewer, right?

Really?! I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Hey, what kinda party is this? There’s no booze and only one hooker. Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages!

Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. Yes! In your face, Gandhi!

Ah, the ‘Breakfast Club’ soundtrack! I can’t wait til I’m old enough to feel ways about stuff! I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope? I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?

You’re going back for the Countess, aren’t you? What are their names? Goodbye, cruel world. Goodbye, cruel lamp. Goodbye, cruel velvet drapes, lined with what would appear to be some sort of cruel muslin and the cute little pom-pom curtain pull cords. Cruel though they may be…

I’m sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. Just to destroy everything you ever believed in. Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? There’s one way and only one way to determine if an animal is intelligent. Dissect its brain!

No argument here. Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. That’s not soon enough! I decline the title of Iron Cook and accept the lesser title of Zinc Saucier, which I just made up. Uhh… also, comes with double prize money.

I never loved you. Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun? No, she’ll probably make me do it. And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.

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