Look at Walter Koenig... after Star Trek, he became an actor!
Look at Walter Koenig... after Star Trek, he became an actor!
Two eyes, two ears, a chin, a mouth, ten fingers, two nipples, a butt, two kneecaps, a penis. I've just described to you the Loch Ness Monster. And the reward for its capture? All the riches in Scotland. So I have one question: why are you here?
"Good way to avoid frostbite, folks: Put your hands between your buttocks. That's nature's pocket."
Oh this is the happiest moment of my life! You all brought such wonderful gifts! But the greatest gift is the bond I share with my smizmar Amy. And soon, the quivering mass of life within me will depend on us both. Even now I can sense it feeding, squirming, searching, questing and shortly, it will rend my loins in twain, burst forth and pull us down, down, down into the deep dark waters of commitment.
Wow! Check out that guy! He makes Speedy Gonzalez look like regular Gonzalez!
KEN
For a thousand years, the evil brains
have been constructing the giant Infosphere,
a giant memory bank twice the size of
three ordinary memory banks.
FRY
What's so evil about that?
FIONA
They plan to collect all the information
in the universe and store it in the
sphere.
FRY
So they're trying to learn things?
FIONA
Right.
FRY
Those bastards!
NIBBLER
Being brains, they feel compelled to
know everything. And soon they will.
FRY
I'm as mad as I've ever been.
KEN
Once their task is complete, they will
ensure no new information arises in
the only way possible: by destroying
the universe.
FRY
Now it's personal.
"And that's why the third graders at PS139 are Morbo's Vermin Of The Week."
Living In a Rock and Roll Fantasy--my music review blog
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We will raise your planet's temperature by one million degrees a day, for five days, unless we see McNeal at 9pm tomorrow (8 central)!
Heroes don't do drugs. Except for Drugman, I guess.
It was almost the perfect crime, but you forgot one thing: rock crushes scissors. But paper covers rock...and scissors cut paper. Kif, we have a conundrum. Search them for paper! And bring me a rock.
Extra! Extra! Greatest opera of all time sucks!
THANK YOU BOB BARKER, I'M AS HAPPY AS A GIRL CAN BE END STATEMENT
Now, the first order of business is lunch. I suggest a nice lobster Zoidberg. I mean, err... lobster Newberg. I mean... Doctor Zoidberg




"With all due respect, Donbot, I don't think we should rely on an accident happening. Let's kill him ourselves."
THIS ONE'S LIKE A SUMMER GUY!
As the candy hearts poured into the fiery quasar, a wondrous thing happened, why not. They vaporized into a mystical love radiation that spread across the universe, destroying many, many planets. Including two gangster planets, and a cowboy world!
But one planet was exactly the right distance to see the romantic rays, but not be destroyed by them: Earth. So all over the world, couples stood together in joy. And me, Zoidberg! And no one could have been happier, unless it would have also been Valentine's Day.
What? It was? Hooray!
a greater tragedy i have never beheld... well into the terlet
ROBOPUPPY PREPARING TO LICK CHEEK!
ROBOPUPPY COMMENCING CHEEK LICKING!
LICKING IN PROGRESS!
LICKING COMPLETE!
ROBOPUPPY COMMENCING TWO-HOUR YIPPING SESSION!
YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP
Brannigan's Law is like Brannigan's love: hard and fast
Your latest performance was as delectable as dipping my bottom over and over into a bath of the silkiest oils and creams
Bah! This opera's as lousy as it is brilliant! Your lyrics lack subtlety. You can't just have the characters announce how they feel! That makes me feel angry.
I knew something was wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Then it hit me: you showed Bender sharing the deadly booze with our friends. Bender would never share!
The very idea!




“Fry, due to the unfortunate loss of Officer Smith, you’ll be riding with URL.” – Captain
“And Smitty was just a few days from retirement.” – URL
“Wh-what happened?” – Fry
“He took an early retirement. Damn.” – URL
It's wrong, Wash Bucket. Oh, it would be sweet for a while, but in the back of our minds we'd know that I'm a man and you're janitorial equipment.




And yet she's cursed to live the horrible degrading life of a mutant. Like all of us. Especially him!
Mr. Mayor, if you want to see a real vampire, look in the mirror!
I can't! I'm a vampire!
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