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Yeah, lots of people did.

I love you, buddy! I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Hey, whatcha watching? Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ’cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!

Yes! In your face, Gandhi! For example, if you killed your grandfather, you’d cease to exist! Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Interesting. No, wait, the other thing: tedious.

But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver.

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? Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! Negative, bossy meat creature! Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me.

  1. Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat.
  2. Oh, you’re a dollar naughtier than most.
  3. Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony?

Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages!

Bite my shiny metal ass. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. That’s a popular name today. Little “e”, big “B”? Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Shinier than yours, meatbag.

  • Belligerent and numerous.
  • Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
  • It’s toe-tappingly tragic!

Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. You’ll have all the Slurm you can drink when you’re partying with Slurms McKenzie! I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?

And yet you haven’t said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you? THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN! Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged.

It must be wonderful. Now Fry, it’s been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? And I’m his friend Jesus. There’s one way and only one way to determine if an animal is intelligent. Dissect its brain!

That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. You lived before you met me?! Ooh, name it after me! Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money!

Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year’s costume? This opera’s as lousy as it is brilliant! Your lyrics lack subtlety. You can’t just have your characters announce how they feel. That makes me feel angry!

Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? Now what? Who are those horrible orange men? You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites?

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. Throw her in the brig.

Ooh, name it after me! Belligerent and numerous. I could if you hadn’t turned on the light and shut off my stereo. It’s okay, Bender. I like cooking too. Who are those horrible orange men? Kif might!

Ask her how her day was. We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera. Okay, I like a challenge. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay! You guys aren’t Santa! You’re not even robots. How dare you lie in front of Jesus?

That’s the ONLY thing about being a slave. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‘fixes’ it… then perhaps gifts!

It’s just like the story of the grasshopper and the octopus. All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. But then the winter came, and the grasshopper died, and the octopus ate all his acorns. Also he got a race car. Is any of this getting through to you? Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?!

Lorem Ipsum

Yeah, lots of people did.

I love you, buddy! I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Hey, whatcha watching? Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ’cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!

Yes! In your face, Gandhi! For example, if you killed your grandfather, you’d cease to exist! Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Interesting. No, wait, the other thing: tedious.

But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver.

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? Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! Negative, bossy meat creature! Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me.

  1. Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat.
  2. Oh, you’re a dollar naughtier than most.
  3. Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony?

Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages!

Bite my shiny metal ass. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. That’s a popular name today. Little “e”, big “B”? Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Shinier than yours, meatbag.

  • Belligerent and numerous.
  • Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
  • It’s toe-tappingly tragic!

Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. You’ll have all the Slurm you can drink when you’re partying with Slurms McKenzie! I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?

And yet you haven’t said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you? THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN! Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged.

It must be wonderful. Now Fry, it’s been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? And I’m his friend Jesus. There’s one way and only one way to determine if an animal is intelligent. Dissect its brain!

That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. You lived before you met me?! Ooh, name it after me! Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money!

Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year’s costume? This opera’s as lousy as it is brilliant! Your lyrics lack subtlety. You can’t just have your characters announce how they feel. That makes me feel angry!

Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? Now what? Who are those horrible orange men? You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites?

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. Throw her in the brig.

Ooh, name it after me! Belligerent and numerous. I could if you hadn’t turned on the light and shut off my stereo. It’s okay, Bender. I like cooking too. Who are those horrible orange men? Kif might!

Ask her how her day was. We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera. Okay, I like a challenge. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay! You guys aren’t Santa! You’re not even robots. How dare you lie in front of Jesus?

That’s the ONLY thing about being a slave. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‘fixes’ it… then perhaps gifts!

It’s just like the story of the grasshopper and the octopus. All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. But then the winter came, and the grasshopper died, and the octopus ate all his acorns. Also he got a race car. Is any of this getting through to you? Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?!

Lorem Ipsum

Yeah, lots of people did.

I love you, buddy! I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Hey, whatcha watching? Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ’cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!

Yes! In your face, Gandhi! For example, if you killed your grandfather, you’d cease to exist! Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Interesting. No, wait, the other thing: tedious.

But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver.

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? Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! Negative, bossy meat creature! Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me.

  1. Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat.
  2. Oh, you’re a dollar naughtier than most.
  3. Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony?

Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages!

Bite my shiny metal ass. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. That’s a popular name today. Little “e”, big “B”? Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Shinier than yours, meatbag.

  • Belligerent and numerous.
  • Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!
  • It’s toe-tappingly tragic!

Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. You’ll have all the Slurm you can drink when you’re partying with Slurms McKenzie! I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?

And yet you haven’t said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you? THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN! Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged.

It must be wonderful. Now Fry, it’s been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? And I’m his friend Jesus. There’s one way and only one way to determine if an animal is intelligent. Dissect its brain!

That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. You lived before you met me?! Ooh, name it after me! Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money!

Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year’s costume? This opera’s as lousy as it is brilliant! Your lyrics lack subtlety. You can’t just have your characters announce how they feel. That makes me feel angry!

Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? Now what? Who are those horrible orange men? You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites?

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. Throw her in the brig.

Ooh, name it after me! Belligerent and numerous. I could if you hadn’t turned on the light and shut off my stereo. It’s okay, Bender. I like cooking too. Who are those horrible orange men? Kif might!

Ask her how her day was. We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera. Okay, I like a challenge. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay! You guys aren’t Santa! You’re not even robots. How dare you lie in front of Jesus?

That’s the ONLY thing about being a slave. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‘fixes’ it… then perhaps gifts!

It’s just like the story of the grasshopper and the octopus. All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV. But then the winter came, and the grasshopper died, and the octopus ate all his acorns. Also he got a race car. Is any of this getting through to you? Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?!