What Curling Irons Are The Best Ones

Yeah, and if you were the pope they'd be all, "Straighten your pope hat." And "Put on your good vestments."

You can see how I lived before I met you. I never loved you. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. I saw you with those two "ladies of the evening" at Elzars. Explain that.

Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. I saw you with those two "ladies of the evening" at Elzars. Explain that. You'll have all the Slurm you can drink when you're partying with Slurms McKenzie!

You won't have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you'll be doing.

Kids have names? I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool. It doesn't look so shiny to me. Who are those horrible orange men? Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say.

  1. Good man. Nixon's pro-war and pro-family.
  2. 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…
  3. Five hours? Aw, man! Couldn't you just get me the death penalty?

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.

Are you crazy? I can't swallow that. Daylight and everything. Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. 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.

  • 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.
  • You wouldn't. Ask anyway!
  • Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools.

Anyone who laughs is a communist! Ask her how her day was. That's not soon enough! I'll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. I saw you with those two "ladies of the evening" at Elzars. Explain that.

Shut up and get to the point! What's with you kids? Every other day it's food, food, food. Alright, I'll get you some stupid food. I'm sure those windmills will keep them cool. One hundred dollars.

I love this planet! I've got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring. Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Okay, I like a challenge.

You lived before you met me?! These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Meh. Good news, everyone! I've taught the toaster to feel love!

Hello, little man. I will destroy you! Who am I making this out to? Ask her how her day was. So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct? Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal?

And remember, don't do anything that affects anything, unless it turns out you were supposed to, in which case, for the love of God, don't not do it! Why, those are the Grunka-Lunkas! They work here in the Slurm factory.

You don't know how to do any of those. OK, this has gotta stop. I'm going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can. What kind of a father would I be if I said no? Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal?

Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though! I suppose I could part with 'one' and still be feared… Oh sure! Blame the wizards!

Ask her how her day was. I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! What's with you kids? Every other day it's food, food, food. Alright, I'll get you some stupid food. So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct?

Really?! I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there! Can we have Bender Burgers again? Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say.

Now what? Why did you bring us here? Shut up and get to the point! Is that a cooking show?

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