Tallinn Old Town Hostel

Leela’s gonna kill me.

admin — Tue, 01 Mar 2011 13:43:48 +0000

Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that. Belligerent and numerous. Leela’s gonna kill me. Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn’t make sense. Ah, computer dating. It’s like pimping, but you rarely have to use the phrase “upside your head.”

Well, then good news! It’s a suppository. I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool. Now that the, uh, garbage ball is in space, Doctor, perhaps you can help me with my sexual inhibitions? No! Don’t jump!

Oh right. I forgot about the battle. [whimpers] Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! Our love isn’t any different from yours, except it’s hotter, because I’m involved.

And why did ‘I’ have to take a cab? OK, this has gotta stop. I’m going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can. Hi, I’m a naughty nurse, and I really need someone to talk to. $9.95 a minute. Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them? Hey, guess what you’re accessories to. Bender, you risked your life to save me!

I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. You guys go on without me! I’m going to go… look for more stuff to steal! You don’t know how to do any of those. I don’t ‘need’ to drink. I can quit anytime I want!

Her company is big and evil! Ours is small and neutral!

admin — Tue, 01 Mar 2011 13:42:10 +0000

We can’t compete with Mom! Her company is big and evil! Ours is small and neutral! [sarcastically] Is the Space Pope reptilian!? Ok, we’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go ride the bumper cars. Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’? As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.

I’ve got to find a way to escape the horrible ravages of youth. Suddenly, I’m going to the bathroom like clockwork, every three hours. And those jerks at Social Security stopped sending me checks. Now ‘I” have to pay ”them’! You’ve killed me! Oh, you’ve killed me! Meh. Check it out, y’all. Everyone who was invited is here.

Anyone who laughs is a communist! Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence. You, minion. Lift my arm. [a stagehand lifts his arm] AFTER HIM!

Leela, are you alright? You got wanged on the head. Bender, hurry! This fuel’s expensive! [pause] Also, we’re dying! I’m sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. Just to destroy everything you ever believed in. Quite possible. We live long and are celebrated poopers. For example, if you killed your grandfather, you’d cease to exist! I’ll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger.

And yet you haven’t said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you? Bite my shiny metal ass. You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don’t pay you or let you go. Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it?

You lived before you met me?!

admin — Tue, 01 Mar 2011 13:41:02 +0000

You lived before you met me?! With gusto. Hello Morbo, how’s the family? Why, those are the Grunka-Lunkas! They work here in the Slurm factory. [having quickly written a book to trap the Big Brain in] There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Say it in Russian!

Eeeee! Now say “nuclear wessels”! Bender, quit destroying the universe! These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I’ll rest easier not knowing where they are. I love you, buddy!

You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites? Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay! I’m Santa Claus!

Oh God, what have I done? One hundred dollars. In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms. Is today’s hectic lifestyle making you tense and impatient? You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit! [sigh] Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies.

And when we woke up, we had these bodies. And why did ‘I’ have to take a cab? There’s no part of that sentence I didn’t like! Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk!