OK, this has gotta stop. I'm going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. You guys aren't Santa! You're not even robots. How dare you lie in front of Jesus?
Your best is an idiot! I wish! It's a nickel. You don't know how to do any of those. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg 'fixes' it… then perhaps gifts!
Ow, my spirit! Man, I'm sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor. That could be 'my' beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. Oh right. I forgot about the battle.
Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. You'll have all the Slurm you can drink when you're partying with Slurms McKenzie! Shut up and take my money! Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I'm going to come back there and change your opinions manually!
You are the last hope of the universe. Who are you, my warranty?! I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! Negative, bossy meat creature! Well I'da done better, but it's plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Morbo can't understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that's shaped like a man wearing a hat.
Oh right. I forgot about the battle. I wish! It's a nickel. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. With gusto. 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.
Interesting. No, wait, the other thing: tedious. Aww, it's true. I've been hiding it for so long. 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…
But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver. Yes, if you make it look like an electrical fire. When you do things right, people won't be sure you've done anything at all. I just told you! You've killed me!
Well, then good news! It's a suppository. Calculon is gonna kill us and it's all everybody else's fault! Also Zoidberg. Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think?
Ah, the 'Breakfast Club' soundtrack! I can't wait til I'm old enough to feel ways about stuff! Do a flip! Hey, what kinda party is this? There's no booze and only one hooker. When the lights go out, it's nobody's business what goes on between two consenting adults.
Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away! Can we have Bender Burgers again? We're also Santa Claus! Well, then good news! It's a suppository. Check it out, y'all. Everyone who was invited is here.Paru le: 12/07/2019