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Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!

Too much work

Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? I suppose I could part with ‘one’ and still be feared… OK, this has gotta stop. I’m going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can.

Causy causal

I love this planet! I’ve got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote:

• a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors!
• That’s a popular name today. Little “e”, big “B”? In your time, yes, but nowadays shut up! Besides, these are adult stemcells, harvested from perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stemcells.
• Okay, it’s 500 dollars, you have no choice of carrier, the battery can’t hold the charge and the reception isn’t very…

Stop! Don’t shoot fire stick in space canoe! Cause explosive decompression!

1. Yes! In your face, Gandhi! I’ll get my kit! And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! ‘It is!’ My precious torso! OK, if everyone’s finished being stupid.
2. And until then, I can never die? Noooooo! I can explain. It’s very valuable. Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man. Yes, if you make it look like an electrical fire. When you do things right, people won’t be sure you’ve done anything at all.
3. You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM!