Hello Sarah Fisher,
Take me to your leader! Oh right. I forgot about the battle. Ah, yes! John Quincy Adding Machine. He struck a chord with the voters when he pledged not to go on a killing spree. Kif might! Hi, I'm a naughty nurse, and I really need someone to talk to. $9.95 a minute.
Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock. This is the worst part. The calm before the battle. Ummm…to eBay? Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! This is the worst part. The calm before the battle.
Wow, you got that off the Internet? In my day, the Internet was only used to download pornography. Oh, I don't have time for this. I have to go and buy a single piece of fruit with a coupon and then return it, making people wait behind me while I complain.
- I don't 'need' to drink. I can quit anytime I want!
- 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.
- Can we have Bender Burgers again?
I'm just glad my fat, ugly mama isn't alive to see this day. Fatal. What are their names? Goodbye, friends. I never thought I'd die like this. But I always really hoped. I decline the title of Iron Cook and accept the lesser title of Zinc Saucier, which I just made up. Uhh… also, comes with double prize money.
Thanks,
Peter
