I am the man with no name, Zapp Brannigan! And I’m his friend Jesus. Hey, guess what you’re accessories to. Look, last night was a mistake. 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.
This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony? I saw you with those two “ladies of the evening” at Elzars. Explain that. You, minion. Lift my arm. AFTER HIM! Why yes! Thanks for noticing.
You can see how I lived before I met you. If rubbin’ frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don’t wanna be right. Oh, how I wish I could believe or understand that! There’s only one reasonable course of action now: kill Flexo! For example, if you killed your grandfather, you’d cease to exist! Oh sure! Blame the wizards!
Soon enough. Aww, it’s true. I’ve been hiding it for so long. Why, those are the Grunka-Lunkas! They work here in the Slurm factory. And I’m his friend Jesus. Oh, all right, I am. But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man.
She also liked to shut up! Is today’s hectic lifestyle making you tense and impatient? It’s toe-tappingly tragic! 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’! Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of ‘will’? Oh, I think we should just stay friends.