Hello Morbo, how’s the family?
I'll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. Well, thanks to the Internet. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence? Ah, the 'Breakfast Club' soundtrack!
No, I’m Santa Claus
Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. Oh right. I forgot about the battle. I had more, but you go ahead. Tell her she looks thin. No! I want
Oh right. I forgot
All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that's what you're best at, ain't it? She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally,
Does anybody else feel jealous?
You can crush me but you can't crush my spirit! Oh Leela! You're the only person I could turn to; you're the only person who ever loved me. Fatal. Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything. I guess if
I respect and admire Harold Zoid
Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. Eeeee! Now say "nuclear wessels"! This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! There, now he's trapped in