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Really?! Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged. Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk! I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn’t make sense.

Well, then good news! It’s a suppository. I just told you! You’ve killed me! Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged. No! The cat shelter’s on to me. Yeah, I do that with my stupidness.

You’re going to do his laundry? Then throw her in the laundry room, which will hereafter be referred to as “the brig”. Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay! Fry! Quit doing the right thing, you jerk!

You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don’t pay you or let you go. They’re like sex, except I’m having them! Uh, is the puppy mechanical in any way? Who’s brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere?

Morbo can’t understand his teleprompter because he forgot how you say that letter that’s shaped like a man wearing a hat. THE BIG BRAIN AM WINNING AGAIN! I AM THE GREETEST! NOW I AM LEAVING EARTH, FOR NO RAISEN!

I was having the most wonderful dream. Except you were there, and you were there, and you were there!
Fry, we have a crate to deliver.
Why did you bring us here?
Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You’d think it would be something you’d have to freebase. Yeah. Give a little credit to our public schools. Negative, bossy meat creature! Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating.

Well, let’s just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. I’ve got to find a way to escape the horrible ravages of youth. Suddenly, I’m going to the bathroom like clockwork, every three hours. And those jerks at Social Security stopped sending me checks. Now ‘I” have to pay ”them’!

Um, is this the boring, peaceful kind of taking to the streets?
Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.
Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies.
For the last time, I don’t like lilacs! Your ‘first’ wife was the one who liked lilacs! Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. I’m sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. Just to destroy everything you ever believed in.