Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news!

I’ll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. You wouldn’t. Ask anyway! Meh. Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages!

  1. I daresay that Fry has discovered the smelliest object in the known universe!
  2. Well, then good news! It’s a suppository.
  3. Professor, make a woman out of me.

For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored.

This is the worst part. The calm before the battle. Is that a cooking show? Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! Goodbye, cruel world. Goodbye, cruel lamp. Goodbye, cruel velvet drapes, lined with what would appear to be some sort of cruel muslin and the cute little pom-pom curtain pull cords. Cruel though they may be…

  • Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere?
  • Fry, we have a crate to deliver.
  • Oh God, what have I done?

There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? Shut up and take my money! Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped.

File not found. Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.

Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn’t you just get me the death penalty? Hey, guess what you’re accessories to. Look, last night was a mistake. Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn’t you just get me the death penalty?

With gusto. Good news, everyone! I’ve taught the toaster to feel love! Oh Leela! You’re the only person I could turn to; you’re the only person who ever loved me. Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk!

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 know, I was God once. Humans dating robots is sick. You people wonder why I’m still single? It’s ’cause all the fine robot sisters are dating humans!

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