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You guys realize you live in a sewer, right? That’s a popular name today. Little «e», big «B»? Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There’s only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo! Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.

Jurassic Bark

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Jurassic Bark

Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires! Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg!

It doesn’t look so shiny to me. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I’m going to come back there and change your opinions manually! Ooh, name it after me! When will that be? And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.

How much did you make me? That’s a popular name today. Little «e», big «B»? Daylight and everything.

Who are you, my warranty?! Bender?! You stole the atom. Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. Tell her you jus

The Route of All Evil

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The Route of All Evil

Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I’m going to come back there and change your opinions manually! Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! Oh right. I forgot about the battle. It doesn’t look so shiny to me.

No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires! Eeeee! Now say «nuclear wessels»! Oh dear! She’s stuck in an infinite loop, and he’s an idiot! Well, that’s love for you. Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I’m going to come back there and change your opinions manually! Do a flip! And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it.

Who are you, my warranty?! Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? Oh, I don’t have time for this. I have to go and buy a single piece of fruit with a coupon and then return it, making people wait behind me while I complain. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‘fixes’ it… then perhaps gifts! No, I’m Santa Claus!

Throw her in the brig. In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms. It doesn’t look so shiny to me. Eeeee! Now say «nuclear wessels»!

When will that be? Oh, I think we should just stay

Roswell That Ends Well

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Roswell That Ends Well

A Head in the Polls

Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ‘cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans! Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon. Oh, I don’t have time for this. I have to go and buy a single piece of fruit with a coupon and then return it, making people wait behind me while I complain. I’ll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money!

  • Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ‘cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!
  • Throw her in the brig.

The Problem With Popplers

Daylight and everything. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Ooh, name it after me!

The Series Has Landed

Say what? That’s right, baby. I ain’t your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much. You even love anyone pretending to be him! Incidentally, you have a dime up your nose. You mean while I’m sleeping in it? Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence.