February 22, 2019
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. Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball’s in Farnsworth’s court! And until then, I can never die?
Bender, hurry! This fuel’s expensive! Also, we’re dying! It’s okay, Bender. I like cooking too. Daylight and everything. You lived before you met me?! 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.
Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped. You’re going to do his laundry? I’ll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems.
And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. I can explain. It’s very valuable. This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose.
Fry, we have a crate to deliver. She also liked to shut up! Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. A sexy mistake.
You won’t have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you’ll be doing. Bite my shiny metal ass. So, how ’bout them Knicks? Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! Take me to your leader! No. We’re on the top. Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried?
Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that. Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? Man, I’m sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor. These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I’ll rest easier not knowing where they are.