So, how ’bout them Knicks?

 

Hey, guess what you’re accessories too. Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony? Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. She also liked to shut up! Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it?

OK, if everyone’s finished being stupid. Do a flip! You’re going back for the Countess, aren’t you? My fellow Earthicans, as I have explained in my book ‘Earth in the Balance”, and the much more popular ”Harry Potter and the Balance of Earth’, we need to defend our planet against pollution. Also dark wizards.

I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there!

I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! They’re like sex, except I’m having them! With gusto. Uh, is the puppy mechanical in any way? Well, thanks to the Internet, I’m now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence?

Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say.
No. We’re on the top.
You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit!
Guards! Bring me the forms I need to fill out to have her taken away!

Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun? The key to victory is discipline, and that means a well made bed. You will practice until you can make your bed in your sleep. Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that.

You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit!
Uh, is the puppy mechanical in any way?
Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages!
Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! All I want is to be a monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit… that’s why I’m transferring to business school! You guys go on without me! I’m going to go… look for more stuff to steal!

We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera. Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression! Actually, that’s still true. Man, I’m sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor.

There’s no part of that sentence I didn’t like! Then throw her in the laundry room, which will hereafter be referred to as “the brig”. Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. So I really am important? How I feel when I’m drunk is correct?

With a warning label this big, you know they gotta be fun! Then throw her in the laundry room, which will hereafter be referred to as “the brig”. In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms.

WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY! GOOD NIGHT! Leela, Bender, we’re going grave robbing. This is the worst part. The calm before the battle. How much did you make me? You’ll have all the Slurm you can drink when you’re partying with Slurms McKenzie!

Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. Leela, are you alright? You got wanged on the head. In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms. No, I’m Santa Claus! Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’?

I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool. Oh sure! Blame the wizards! Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. 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!

Do a flip! You mean while I’m sleeping in it? I’m just glad my fat, ugly mama isn’t alive to see this day. Can I use the gun? But I know you in the future. I cleaned your poop.

This is the worst part. The calm before the battle. Fry, you can’t just sit here in the dark listening to classical music. Bender, we’re trying our best. But I know you in the future. I cleaned your poop.

No argument here. Bender, being God isn’t easy. If you do too much, people get dependent on you, and if you do nothing, they lose hope. You have to use a light touch. Like a safecracker, or a pickpocket.

Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball’s in Farnsworth’s court! No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay! Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There’s only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo!

 

 

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