Telling Plant Stories with Design Within Reach
Bender?! You stole the atom. Is the Space Pope reptilian!? Guess again. I've been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope? It must be wonderful.
Well, thanks to the Internet, I'm now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence? That's not soon enough! Ask her how her day was. Who's brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere?
I don't 'need' to drink. I can quit anytime I want! Tell them I hate them. Oh Leela! You're the only person I could turn to; you're the only person who ever loved me. And I'm his friend Jesus. I'll get my kit!
Meh. Guess again. Fatal. It's okay, Bender. I like cooking too.
You lived before you met me?! Tell her you just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. For one beautiful night I knew what it was like to be a grandmother. Subjugated, yet honored. Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal?
You seem malnourished. Are you suffering from intestinal parasites? You, a bobsleder!? That I'd like to see! Why did you bring us here? Yeah, I do that with my stupidness.
Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! And then the battle's not so bad? Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn't make sense. But, okay! We don't have a brig.
Hey, what kinda party is this? There's no booze and only one hooker. For example, if you killed your grandfather, you'd cease to exist! Ah, yes! John Quincy Adding Machine. He struck a chord with the voters when he pledged not to go on a killing spree.
Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Why yes! Thanks for noticing. Hey, tell me something. You've got all this money. How come you always dress like you're doing your laundry? No, just a regular mistake.
I'll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY! GOOD NIGHT! They're like sex, except I'm having them! I've been there. My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?
No, just a regular mistake. Of all the friends I've had… you're the first. Look, everyone wants to be like Germany, but do we really have the pure strength of 'will'? I'll get my kit! Kids have names?
