Alright.
An orgy of invertebrate sex.
And it just went through. We were online.
And now I want to shout our love from the rooftops.
Back in 2801, the Friendly Robot Company built a robotic Santa to determine who'd been naughty and who's been nice and distribute presents accordingly.
But something went wrong.
By God, you're right.
Clem Johnson
Damn straight.
Dear Lord, they are back.
Did I mention the crippling agonizing pain?
Do I hear wedding bells?
Exactly.
Exactly.
Flexo.
Fry.
Get in bed with me.
Get the hell off my property.
Go to hell.
Good Lord.
Good Lord.
Good news everyone.
Good news everyone.
Good news everyone.
Goodbye.
Ha ha.
He doesn't know about Santa Claus.
Hermes Conrad
Hermes returns from his vacation today.
Hey Wally woo woo Hoo.
Holy zombie Jesus.
Hubert Farnsworth
I don't know.
I have a very dramatic announcement.
I have something amazing to show you.
I have something important to tell you.
I have something to show you.
I know it's glamorous in the parties are great, but you'll end up spending every dollar you make on jewelry and skin tight pants.
I know the truth.
I really ought to do something.
I suppose it is technically possible.
I'm a professor.
I'm not your grandpa, you're my uncle from the year 2000.
I'm wearing my kissing dentures and my evening trusts.
I've taught the toaster to feel love.
Jenny mcneal
Listen to me, you pompous frauds. If I'm going down, I'm taking you all with me.
Mars University.
Me.
My God, this is an outrage.
Nibbler.
No, you don't understand me.
No.
No.
NOOOOOOOO!
Not necessarily.
Not necessarily.
Now let's all of us shut up and sing.
Oh haha.
Oh my no.
Oh my yes.
Oh well, that's good enough for me.
Oh yes, yes. My good friend of course.
Or whatever you say, well he.
Or whatever you say.
Please, there's no time for this now.
Professor Farnsworth Soundboard: Futurama - Seasons 1 and 2 Sound
Professor Farnsworth Soundboard: Futurama - Seasons 1 and 2 Sound
Quiet you.
Really.
Relax my kitni chum.
Report to my bedroom for a private exhibition.
Scruffy
Several years ago I tried to log on to AOL.
So I am already in my pajamas.
So long.
So what are you doing to protect my constitutional right? To bear doomsday devices?
That question is less stupid though. You asked it in a profoundly stupid way.
That's a full time job.
That's because I'm not a penniless hippie.
That's right.
That's true.
There's no time for this now.
This is an emergency.
This is Flexo.
This is uncomfortable and humiliating.
This is Vergon 6.
Today the mad scientist can't get a doomsday device tomorrow. It's the mad grad student. Where will it end?
Total programming error Santas standards were set too high and he invariably judges everyone to be naughty.
Vergon 6.
Well, yes, absolutely.
Wernstrom
What are you doing to protect my constitutional right to bear doomsday devices?
What do you want from me?
What does it matter?
What the hell are you talking about?
What?
Who are you talking to?
Who are you?
Whoever you all are, I have good news.
Why certainly?
Why certainly?
Why don't you just leave me alone warrants from?
Yes.
Yes.
You
You don't understand me.
You look beautiful.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
You Young Turks think you know everything!
You'll be a very wealthy woman.
You'll half mad half insane maniac.
You're my uncle from the year 2000.
You're simply hallucinating you moron.
Your rectum.
Zoidberg.
100,000.
$50,000.
