Anthology of Interest II
They’re like moneys, except I’m having them! The key to victory is discipline, and that means a well made bed. You will practice until you can make your bed in your sleep. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun! Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon. What’s with you kids? Every other day it’s food, food, food. Alright, I’ll get you some stupid food.
I’ve been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope? Shut up and take my money! Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home. Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock.
- Hey, whatcha watching?
- You wouldn’t. Ask anyway!
Where No Fan Has Gone Before
Leela, Bender, we’re going grave robbing. Alright, let’s mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. I guess because my parents keep telling me to be more ladylike. As though! You wouldn’t. Ask anyway! No! The cat shelter’s on to me. There’s no part of that sentence I didn’t like!
Shut up and get to the point! Negative, bossy meat creature! Moving along…
- We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera.
- Well, thanks to the Internet, Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence?
You can crush me but you can’t crush my spirit! 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. Take me to your leader! Ah, the ‘Breakfast Club’ soundtrack! I can’t wait til I’m old enough to feel ways about stuff! Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Can we have Bender Burgers again?