Tempo 45l Aqzs
Tempo 45l Aqzs
Tempo 45l Aqzs
You lived before you met me?! Say what? Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Have you ever
tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? Alright, let's
mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew.
It doesn't look so shiny to me. Moving along… It's okay, Bender. I like cooking too. Oh, you're a
dollar naughtier than most. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun!
That's right, baby. I ain't your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much. You even love
anyone pretending to be him!
Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock.
There, now he's trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling
errors!
It's a T. It goes "tuh". Son, as your lawyer, I declare y'all are in a 12-piece bucket o' trouble. But I
done struck you a deal: Five hours of community service cleanin' up that ol' mess you caused.
Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets!
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! You'll have all the Slurm you can
drink when you're partying with Slurms McKenzie!
I don't 'need' to drink. I can quit anytime I want! But I've never been to the moon! I found what I
need. And it's not friends, it's things. Bite my shiny metal ass.
In your time, yes, but nowadays shut up! Besides, these are adult stemcells, harvested from
perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stemcells. Oh yeah, good luck with that. I don't
want to be rescued.
Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn't you just get me the death penalty? I'm just glad my fat, ugly
mama isn't alive to see this day. And why did 'I' have to take a cab? Pansy.
You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM! It doesn't look so shiny to me. Yes. You gave me a
dollar and some candy. 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!
For example, if you killed your grandfather, you'd cease to exist! Alright, let's mafia things up a
bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. As an interesting side note, as a head
without a body, I envy the dead.
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. Good
news, everyone! I've taught the toaster to feel love!
Soon enough. We don't have a brig. When will that be? Moving along… Bender, this is Fry's
decision… and he made it wrong. So it's time for us to interfere in his life.
File not found. Kif, I have mated with a woman. Inform the men. When the lights go out, it's
nobody's business what goes on between two consenting adults. Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or
I'm going to come back there and change your opinions manually!
And I'm his friend Jesus. Just once I'd like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn't bound and
gagged. Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets? We're also Santa Claus!
Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. A true inspiration for the children. Anyhoo, your net-suits
will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling
through them. 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?
One hundred dollars. 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!
WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY! GOOD NIGHT! You can see how I lived before
I met you. Yeah, and if you were the pope they'd be all, "Straighten your pope hat." And "Put on
your good vestments." Ask her how her day was.
Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. Then we'll go with that data file! I don't know
what you did, Fry, but once again, you screwed up! Now all the planets are gonna start cracking
wise about our mamas.
There's no part of that sentence I didn't like! Ask her how her day was. Say it in Russian! Daddy
Bender, we're hungry.
Goodbye, friends. I never thought I'd die like this. But I always really hoped. Oh no! The
professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg 'fixes' it… then perhaps gifts! You guys go on without me!
I'm going to go… look for more stuff to steal!
Too much work. Let's burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. But existing is basically all I
do! Quite possible. We live long and are celebrated poopers. Now Fry, it's been a few years since
medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal?
Goodbye, friends. I never thought I'd die like this. But I always really hoped. Ven ve voke up, ve
had zese wodies. Yeah, I do that with my stupidness. But, like most politicians, he promised
more than he could deliver.
Why yes! Thanks for noticing. Guess again. I don't know what you did, Fry, but once again, you
screwed up! Now all the planets are gonna start cracking wise about our mamas. Tell her she
looks thin. It must be wonderful.
You guys realize you live in a sewer, right? I love you, buddy! Bite my shiny metal ass. Son, as
your lawyer, I declare y'all are in a 12-piece bucket o' trouble. But I done struck you a deal: Five
hours of community service cleanin' up that ol' mess you caused.
I'm just glad my fat, ugly mama isn't alive to see this day. A true inspiration for the children.
Anyone who laughs is a communist! Come, Comrade Bender! We must take to the streets!
Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. You're going to do his laundry? These old Doomsday
Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are. I'm just glad my
fat, ugly mama isn't alive to see this day.
What kind of a father would I be if I said no? Bender! Ship! Stop bickering or I'm going to come
back there and change your opinions manually! I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. I
haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died.