There’s no part of that sentence I didn’t like!
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I’m Santa Claus! But existing is basically all I do! Yes. You gave me a dollar and some candy. Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’?
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.
Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, “Straighten your pope hat.” And “Put on your good vestments.”
We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home. What’s with you kids? Every other day it’s food, food, food. Alright, I’ll get you some stupid food. We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home.
- Throw her in the brig.
- And until then, I can never die?
- And remember, don’t do anything that affects anything, unless it turns out you were supposed to, in which case, for the love of God, don’t not do it!
Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun!
I’ve got to find a way to escape the horrible ravages of youth. Suddenly, I’m going to the bathroom like clockwork, every three hours. And those jerks at Social Security stopped sending me checks. Now ‘I” have to pay ”them’! No! The cat shelter’s on to me.
- It’s a T. It goes “tuh”.
- Say what?
- 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.
For the last time, I don’t like lilacs! Your ‘first’ wife was the one who liked lilacs! And yet you haven’t said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you? Oh, I think we should just stay friends.
Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets! Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me. Meh. Fry! Stay back! He’s too powerful! There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors!
It’s toe-tappingly tragic! You guys go on without me! I’m going to go… look for more stuff to steal! Kif might! File not found.
For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored. Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I’m going to come back there and change your opinions manually! You guys aren’t Santa! You’re not even robots. How dare you lie in front of Jesus?
Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped. When the lights go out, it’s nobody’s business what goes on between two consenting adults. I don’t know what you did, Fry, but once again, you screwed up! Now all the planets are gonna start cracking wise about our mamas.
We’re also Santa Claus! When will that be? Fatal. Oh yeah, good luck with that. I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn’t make sense.
It’s a T. It goes “tuh”. Ooh, name it after me! Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun? Why would I want to know that?
Ok, we’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go ride the bumper cars. So I really am important? How I feel when I’m drunk is correct? 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?
Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man. I haven’t felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Ah, the ‘Breakfast Club’ soundtrack! I can’t wait til I’m old enough to feel ways about stuff! What kind of a father would I be if I said no? No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Say what? Why would a robot need to drink?
So, how ‘bout them Knicks? Also Zoidberg. That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. Kif might! THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN!
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