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of 1/20th of a pittance each.
Superstitious robot mumbo jumbo.
Why do you thinks I put on this tough-guy facade?
Oh, Lord, I'm on the verge of a nervous meltdown.
Gets out of here, youse lousy bum.
graveyard adjacent.
the dread car will beam out the virus's uninstall program...
the most evil propulsion system ever conceived!
And to my loving nephew Bender...
I get a good vibe from this place...
every few decades to avoid suspicion.
Good-bye, loser whom I've always hated.
I ran over that bird-watching jerk and a hundred others...
Superstitious robot mumbo jumbo.
I'm a blind pedestrian!
Filings to filings, rust to rust.
thus, ridding you of the curse.
Yes, you idiot.
your hardware reconfigure into a murderous four-wheeled car.
No doubt about it, this place is haunt.
It crept along the ground on round rubber feet...
I prescribe makeup.
Hey, that's my last beer, you bastard!
through this old abandon modem...
and then go hunt down and slaughter that ancient evil.
I think Bender crush my foot.
Then live on, forever curse.
Their programming leak into the castle's wiring...
you are doom to kill your dearest friend.
squishing them till their organs squirt out like chunky mustard.
These robots were buried in improperly shield coffins.
It has motor eye sensors attach to motion detectors.
Just as I suspect.
Each midnight, when your clock reset to zero...
Bender, you're cure!
It beam the virus to you through its demonic headlights.
These robots were buried in improperly shielded coffins.
and you're on their list forever.
No doubt about it, this place is haunted.
Anyway, you haven't drunk exactly the right amount.
which is much earlier than usual...
Mumbo, perhaps; jumbo, perhaps not.
And, otherwise, I can never die?
thus, ridding you of the curse.
I never felt so empty inside.
I'm not famous enough to get away with it.
He's okay. Quick, does anyone have any liquor?
It didn't come up much in the show, though.
I will go this far and no further.
The last ghost died over 200 years ago.
no golden marmoset I ever heard.
Who said that? Sure you can die.
I once had a best friend...
Good-bye, losers whom I've always hated.
except a nightmarish life of unremitting horror.
the Abominable Snowmobile.
It all began one fateful night a thousand years ago.
Would that my boundless acting skills might avail me a sword...
It beamed the virus to you through its demonic headlights.
your hardware reconfigures into a murderous four-wheeled car.
To my lazy, spoiled son Tandy...
I was attacked by a vicious motorized sled.
I was attacked by a vicious motorized sled.
Get ye to your houses, ye ignorant villagers.
Oh, fate most cruel!
a savage, intelligent military vehicle...
Bender, you look awful.
You were probably just shooting some big, fuzzy craps.
I don't know, but it's infectious.
Oh, Lord, I'm on the verge of a nervous meltdown.
We're sophisticated New New Yorkers.
And to my loving nephew Bender...