Impress the Unicorn-Lover In Your Life~
No. We're on the top. Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? No, of course not. It was… uh… porno. Yeah, that's it.
Goodbye, friends. I never thought I'd die like this. But I always really hoped. 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!
Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There's only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo! Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Interesting. No, wait, the other thing: tedious.
- These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are.
- You mean while I'm sleeping in it?
- 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!
Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think?
Yeah, and if you were the pope they'd be all, "Straighten your pope hat." And "Put on your good vestments." Hello Morbo, how's the family? I've been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?
- Fry, we have a crate to deliver.
- You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites?
- And I'm his friend Jesus.
Noooooo! I suppose I could part with 'one' and still be feared… So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct? Who's brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere?
WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY! GOOD NIGHT! So, how 'bout them Knicks? You mean while I'm sleeping in it? So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct? What's with you kids? Every other day it's food, food, food. Alright, I'll get you some stupid food.
Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? You wouldn't. Ask anyway! Is that a cooking show? Yes. You gave me a dollar and some candy.
You mean while I'm sleeping in it? Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though!
A true inspiration for the children. I'll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. Morbo can't understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that's shaped like a man wearing a hat.
Daylight and everything. Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. This is the worst part. The calm before the battle.
I'm just glad my fat, ugly mama isn't alive to see this day. Ah, yes! John Quincy Adding Machine. He struck a chord with the voters when he pledged not to go on a killing spree. Bite my shiny metal ass.
That's right, baby. I ain't your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much. You even love anyone pretending to be him! Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them?
Belligerent and numerous. This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! I'm just glad my fat, ugly mama isn't alive to see this day. Also Zoidberg.
Yeah, lots of people did. With a warning label this big, you know they gotta be fun! Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock. Can I use the gun? Hello, little man. I will destroy you! You won't have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you'll be doing.
Now what? Daylight and everything. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! Hi, I'm a naughty nurse, and I really need someone to talk to. $9.95 a minute.