This is part three of a post series. Also, look, there's a table of contents here (unless you're looking at all posts page, in which case you won't see it)!
Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. Oh God, what have I done? I suppose I could part with 'one' and still be feared… Your best is an idiot! Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Anyone who laughs is a communist!
Who are those horrible orange men? You wouldn't. Ask anyway! Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. Hey, what kinda party is this? There's no booze and only one hooker.
You guys realize you live in a sewer, right? Can we have Bender Burgers again? I'm just glad my fat, ugly mama isn't alive to see this day. OK, this has gotta stop. I'm going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can.
Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. I don't 'need' to drink. I can quit anytime I want! You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM! Professor, make a woman out of me. In your time, yes, but nowadays shut up! Besides, these are adult stemcells, harvested from perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stemcells.