It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years. And it goes without saying, it caused him to empty his bowels. Soothe us with sweet lies. Dear God, they’ll be killed on our doorstep! And there’s no trash pickup until January 3rd.
There’s one way and only one way to determine if an animal is intelligent. Dissect its brain! So I really am important? How I feel when I’m drunk is correct? No, I’m Santa Claus!