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These old Doomsday Devices are dangerously unstable. I’ll rest easier not knowing where they are. And until then, I can never die? We’re rescuing ya. Ugh, it’s filthy! Why not create a National Endowment for Strip Clubs while we’re at it? Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.

Daddy Bender, we’re hungry. Morbo will now introduce tonight’s candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo’s good friend, Richard Nixon. No! I want to live! There are still too many things I don’t own! What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! ‘It is!’ My precious torso! File not found.

You know, I was God once. Hi, I’m a naughty nurse, and I really need someone to talk to. $9.95 a minute. You, a bobsleder!? That I’d like to see! Hello, little man. I will destroy you!

Julian VasquezSing along fellas!

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