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Plants and Flowers

Alright, let's mafia things up a bit. Joey, burn down the ship. Clamps, burn down the crew. You're going to do his laundry? Say what? Also Zoidberg.

I barely knew Philip, but as a clergyman I have no problem telling his most intimate friends all about him. Hey, tell me something. You've got all this money. How come you always dress like you're doing your laundry?

Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. I can explain. It's very valuable. And when we woke up, we had these bodies. Good news, everyone! I've taught the toaster to feel love!

Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Good man. Nixon's pro-war and pro-family. Noooooo! I haven't felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say.

There, now he's trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! Say it in Russian! Bender, I didn't know you liked cooking. That's so cute. Look, last night was a mistake.

Oh, I always feared he might run off like this. Why, why, why didn't I break his legs? Why did you bring us here? And why did 'I' have to take a cab? Why am I sticky and naked? Did I miss something fun?

I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages! Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it.

There, now he's trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors! You know the worst thing about being a slave? They make you work, but they don't pay you or let you go. I didn't ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy!

Oh God, what have I done? Anyone who laughs is a communist! I had more, but you go ahead. No. We're on the top. Have you ever tried just turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them?

What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! 'It is!' My precious torso! No. We're on the top. Yes, if you make it look like an electrical fire. When you do things right, people won't be sure you've done anything at all.

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. Ooh, name it after me! Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies.

Janie An

You hit me with a cricket bat. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I'm the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don't know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don't know why. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks!