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But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver.
Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man. This is the worst part. The calm before the battle. Say it in Russian! Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything.
No! Don't jump! No, of course not. It was… uh… porno. Yeah, that's it. Daddy Bender, we're hungry. 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.
Bender, we're trying our best.
Is the Space Pope reptilian!? Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Also Zoidberg. Oh, you're a dollar naughtier than most. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun!
Why would I want to know that? Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun! You're going to do his laundry?


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Oh yeah, good luck with that. No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires! My fellow Earthicans, as I have explained in my book 'Earth in the Balance'', and the much more popular ''Harry Potter and the Balance of Earth', we need to defend our planet against pollution. Also dark wizards.
Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? But existing is basically all I do! These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are.
Ow, my spirit! No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires! Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say.
Ooh, name it after me! I meant 'physically'. Look, perhaps you could let me work for a little food? I could clean the floors or paint a fence, or service you sexually? Hello Morbo, how's the family? Meh.
And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who's gone to a place where I, too, hope one day to go. The toilet. I've been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?
What kind of a father would I be if I said no? But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver. Shut up and take my money! Just once I'd like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn't bound and gagged.
Stop! Don't shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression! I suppose I could part with 'one' and still be feared… Oh God, what have I done? I just told you! You've killed me! You'll have all the Slurm you can drink when you're partying with Slurms McKenzie!

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