Yellow Roses Are The Best Way To Say âThank Youâ
Who are you, my warranty?! Ah, the 'Breakfast Club' soundtrack! I can't wait til I'm old enough to feel ways about stuff! Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock. No! The kind with looting and maybe starting a few fires!
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. Tell her she looks thin. We'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go home.
Hey, you add a one and two zeros to that or we walk! THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN! Fatal. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! Okay, I like a challenge.
You are the last hope of 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 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.
Daddy Bender, we're hungry. These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I'll rest easier not knowing where they are. With a warning label this big, you know they gotta be fun! Who am I making this out to?
You won't have time for sleeping, soldier, not with all the bed making you'll be doing. You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don't pay you or let you go. Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it.
Tell her she looks thin. I could if you hadn't turned on the light and shut off my stereo. You know, I was God once. Ow, my spirit!
Who am I making this out to? Good man. Nixon's pro-war and pro-family. Is today's hectic lifestyle making you tense and impatient? I'm a thing.
Please, Don-Bot⊠look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file! Calculon is gonna kill us and it's all everybody else's fault! It doesn't look so shiny to me. Now what?
Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems. Is the Space Pope reptilian!? As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. Anyone who laughs is a communist!
Fetal stemcells, aren't those controversial? I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography.
