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Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! They're like sex, except I'm having them! Hey! I'm a porno-dealing monster, what do I care what you think? I'll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. Now what? You don't know how to do any of those.
Ugh, it's filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we're at it? I can explain. It's very valuable. Hey, tell me something. You've got all this money. How come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be.
Okay, I like a challenge. I feel like I was mauled by Jesus. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. You're going to do his laundry? No, she'll probably make me do it. For the last time, I don't like lilacs! Your 'first' wife was the one who liked lilacs!
Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year's costume? Alright, let's mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. You can crush me but you can't crush my spirit!
Ah, computer dating. It's like pimping, but you rarely have to use the phrase "upside your head." That's right, baby. I ain't your loverboy Flexo, the guy you love so much. You even love anyone pretending to be him! No, she'll probably make me do it.
I daresay that Fry has discovered the smelliest object in the known universe! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! You know, I was God once. Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk!