Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

As long as robo-Leela's not a jealous type like me, things will

I surblibed, with only trivial brain damblage!

Am I really just a human? I mean, I have Shizuka's memories,

- Are they dead? - No, no, no, no. Much worse.

Shut! The! Fuck! Up!

Alright, Leela!

Okay, fine. If you're gonna be like that, I'm not going anywhere.

- Maybe you're right. - Maybe I'm always right.

He's mine! Back off, missy!

At least it's something to distract me from Leela.

How is this possible? And can you believe she wore a tanktop to my funeral?

At yet it still hasn't stop the illusive bathroom burglar.

I tossed him into the stem cells, but he just bubbled away like flem on a hot sidewalk.

Not without our help.

You must burn off the doomsday energy as fast as it's produced,

Futurama had never been cancelled by idiots, then brought back by bigger idiots.