Love's Labors Lost in Space
And from now on you're all named Bender Jr. And then the battle's not so bad? Well, then good news! It's a suppository. Oh yeah, good luck with that. No, she'll probably make me do it. Yes, I saw. You were doing well, until everyone died.
The Cyber House RulesOw, my spirit! Alright, let's mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. And when we woke up, we had these bodies. Fry! Stay back! He's too powerful! Michelle, I don't regret this, but I both rue and lament it. Fry, we have a crate to deliver.
- As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead.
- I don't want to be rescued.
Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year's costume? All I want is to be a monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit… that's why I'm transferring to business school! I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool.
The HonkingLarge bet on myself in round one. Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? It's toe-tappingly tragic! Bender, quit destroying the universe!
- Well, then good news! It's a suppository.
- No argument here.
- And when we woke up, we had these bodies.
- Switzerland is small and neutral! We are more like Germany, ambitious and misunderstood!
Kids have names? Oh, I always feared he might run off like this. Why, why, why didn't I break his legs? I love this planet! I've got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring. When the lights go out, it's nobody's business what goes on between two consenting adults. In your time, yes, but nowadays shut up! Besides, these are adult stemcells, harvested from perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stemcells. No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires!