Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. 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! This is the worst part. The calm before the battle. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay!
A Tale of Two Santas
Hey, guess what you’re accessories to. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms. You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don’t pay you or let you go. Calculon is gonna kill us and it’s all everybody else’s fault!
A Big Piece of Garbage
There’s no part of that sentence I didn’t like! I love you, buddy! Your best is an idiot! Who are those horrible orange men? You won’t have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you’ll be doing. Oh God, what have I done?
But existing is basically all I do! You’re going to do his laundry? Bender?! You stole the atom. In our darkest hour, we can stand erect, with proud upthrust bosoms.
Why Must I Be a Crustacean in Love?
File not found. But, like most politicians, he promised more than he could deliver. I guess if you want children beaten, you have to do it yourself. You’re going to do his laundry?
Bender, quit destroying the universe! 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. And then the battle’s not so bad? Can we have Bender Burgers again? I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. Ow, my spirit!