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Xanfor
DOOP Secretary
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There's no need to cry, Leela, it was just a four-dimensional rodent... Wow, look at that tessarat go!...
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Sine Wave
Liquid Emperor
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Originally posted by DrThunder88: If JBERGES were here, he'd have loved that one. I miss him. I loved it, that's why I chose it (I'm studying relativity right now). I meant to comment on the lack of entries, not the lack of quality. Moments prior: Fry: "Who are you, and... are those snakes on your-" Now: Leela: *Bemoans the turning of her unrequited love to stone"
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LayZ341
Professor
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Fry: Wow, Zapp is really off topic. What does this have to do with war strategy? And how did he get those kinds of pictures of you?
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futz
Liquid Emperor
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Leela: Whaa uhaa whaa...
Fry: What's wrong Leela?
Leela: My parents, all the other mutants, gone! Whaa!
Fry: How'd that happen?
Leela: The city said somebody flushed all the toilets in the Central Beaureacracy Building in a row. Who could be such a jerk! Ah-waa...
Fry: (Starts whistling)
Bender: (Walking in) Ah ha ha! "I am Bender, please insert girder." Bwa ha ha! They fell for it again!
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Frisco17
DOOP Secretary
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Fry: Aw, don't cry Leela. I'm sure Bender will bring back your wrist thingy eventually.
Leela: That's the problem. Knowing Bender, I might never be able to wear it again. He could break it or God knows what else.
Fry: <Cringes> Hey you know what always cheers me up, music. <whistles "Walking On Sunshine">
Leela: <cries louder>
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DrThunder88
DOOP Secretary
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This round is going to the Frisco kid. Originally posted by Sine Wave: I loved it, that's why I chose it (I'm studying relativity right now). I meant to comment on the lack of entries, not the lack of quality. Gotcha. Anyone who likes my ridiculous nerd humor is okay by me!
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Frisco17
DOOP Secretary
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Cool I won. [Burns] "Exellent" [/Burns] Anyway here you go:
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futz
Liquid Emperor
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Bender: Where are we Fry?
Fry: Uhm...
Leela: Don't ask him. He's probably had the flashlight pointed at my butt the whole trip.
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LBZoidy
Poppler
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Fry: "Dear Diary, I hate Bender so much. I axe you who steals so much. We should really look into a recycling plant to send him to."
Bender: Leela?!?
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DrThunder88
DOOP Secretary
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Bender: I don't care what your book says, Fry. You don't get to New Jersey through the sewers. Leela: Wait a minute. We may be in Camden.
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LayZ341
Professor
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Leela: I'm looking everywhere, but I don't see anything. Fry, are you sure we're in the right place? Fry: Yeah, the map says they should be right here. Bender: You idiot!! Thats no map, its a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comic book.
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Xanfor
DOOP Secretary
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"Leela, I'm scared..." "Don't worry Bender, we're almost out." "But Fry's reading!"
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Frisco17
DOOP Secretary
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And the winner is....Futz.
Honorable mention to Dr. T. for the Joyzee joke. I'm from PA so those are always fun.
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DrThunder88
DOOP Secretary
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Leela: See, this is why you shouldn't have gotten magnetic hip prosthetics. Professor: Oh and I suppose it's my fault you have buns of steel (™)?
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Xanfor
DOOP Secretary
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Leela, you've just made a happy man feel very old...
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Brandonegc
Crustacean
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Hermes: Our next package will delivered to Urectum. Professor: I just got that!
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Xanfor
DOOP Secretary
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And that, mon, is how I trained the Professor to eat a dog biscuit!
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LayZ341
Professor
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Hermes: And thats why we're honoring this brilliant and honorable man......Which brings me to my next point. Where's that $50 that you owe me.
Professor: Touche Hermes, touche.
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DrThunder88
DOOP Secretary
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You people and your drug references have no class. What kind of sick weirdo jokes about drug use?
Hermes: ...When I agreed to participate in this roast of the Professor, I thought we were talking about a barbecue. Now I'm not suggesting anythin, but just look at him. The meat's practically falling off the bone already!
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futz
Liquid Emperor
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Hermes: It was the Professor's final wish to have his body treated with special preservatives and be displayed in the main entrance for as long as the firm lasts.
Crew: Eeeewww!
Hermes: I will be in control of Planet Express from now on.
Crew: Hmm?
Prof (through clenched lips): I'm not dead yet! Dear God stop him!
Crew: Hmm.
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