Isabella Tree Meets Mexicos Glorious Matriarchs

No, she’ll probably make me do it. I’m Santa Claus! Maybe I love you so much I love you no matter who you are pretending to be. Tell them I hate them. Does anybody else feel jealous and aroused and worried? Yep, I remember. They came in last at the Olympics, then retired to promote alcoholic beverages! And so we say goodbye to our beloved pet, Nibbler, who’s gone to a place where I, too, hope one day to go. The toilet. Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Calculon is gonna kill us and it’s all everybody else’s fault!

And then the battle’s not so bad? Isn’t it true that you have been paid for your testimony? But I’ve never been to the moon! Dr. Zoidberg, that doesn’t make sense. But, okay!

Meeting the Matriarchs

Then we’ll go with that data file! Eeeee! Now say “nuclear wessels”! [turns the TV back on] Bender, I didn’t know you liked cooking. That’s so cute. Actually, that’s still true.

Kids don’t turn rotten just from watching TV. I videotape every customer that comes in here, so that I may blackmail them later. The key to victory is discipline, and that means a well made bed. You will practice until you can make your bed in your sleep. Check it out, y’all. Everyone who was invited is here.

[sigh] Ven ve voke up, ve had zese wodies. Hey, guess what you’re accessories to. One hundred dollars. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Too much work. Let’s burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer.

When I was first asked to make a film about my nephew, Hubert Farnsworth, I thought “Why should I?” Then later, Leela made the film. But if I did make it, you can bet there would have been more topless women on motorcycles. Roll film! Leela, Bender, we’re going grave robbing. You are the last hope of the universe.