Goodbye, cruel world. Goodbye, cruel lamp, lined with what would appear to be some sort of cruel muslin and the cute little pom-pom curtain pull cords. Cruel though they may be… And I’d do it again! And perhaps a third time! But that would be it. Okay, I like a challenge. Shut up and take my money! Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that. Bite my shiny metal ass. It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels.
Goodbye, cruel world. Goodbye, cruel lamp
I’m sure those windmills will keep them cool. Now what? Kids don’t turn rotten just from watching TV. Leela’s gonna kill me. Shinier than yours, meatbag.