"Errand Of Mercy"

Okay. Well. Right.

A man who lost his wallet in the ocean back in 1966 just received a phone call from a man who found his wallet while fishing. 39 years later and he just got back his missing credit cards and his $300 checking book.

In other news we have death plighty misery and famine. george w bush was not available for comment.

What else? Nothing really. Betcha didnt see that one coming.

Haji, I will go join yer Yahoo Hockey league momentarily.

Now Some Hilarity to end things here

Inignot: You and your third dimension.

Frylock: What about it?

Inignot: Oh, nothing, it's cute. We have five.

[pause]

Err: Thousand.

Inignot: Yes, five thousand.

Err: Don't question it.

Frylock: Oh, yeah? Well, I only see two.

Inignot: Well, that sounds like a personal problem.

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Meatwad: Where's my whiskey? I'm 'bout to get tore up!

Inignot: We shall acquire some whiskey on the way to the mall.

Err: And then you can get tore up.

Inignot: And pass out in the hot sun.

Meatwad: Them's my boys!

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Inignot: On the moon, the weekend has advanced beyond your wildest dreams. Weekends now take up the entire week, and jobs have been phased out accordingly.

Err: We get checks from the government. And we use them to buy beer.

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Derek 'Stormy' Waters: Okay, okay. So, say I put my brain in a robot body and there's a war. Robots versus humans. What side am I on?

Debbie DuPree: Humans! You have a human brain.

Sparks: But... the humans discriminate against you. You can't even vote!

Marco: We'd better not have to live on a reservation. That would really chap my caboose.

Captain Murphy: Yeah, but... nobody knows you're a robot. You look the same.

Debbie DuPree: Uh, uh. Dogs know. That's how the humans hunt you.

Derek 'Stormy' Waters: They're gonna' hunt me? For sport?

Marco: That's why we have to CRUSH mankind! So you might as well get on board for the big win, Stormy.

Old Gus: The penalty for a robot harming a human will be one thousand years frozen in carbonite!

Derek 'Stormy' Waters: A thousand years frozen in carbonite? It'll be so cold!

Captain Murphy: My nipples are hard just thinking about it.

[the crew discusses what it will be like when they all become robots]

Marco: I can chew nails and shoot them out as bullets right?

Sparks: Nails, chains, you won't have titanium teeth for nothing.

Captain Murphy: Nails are like candy to robots, and we'll eat tires instead of licorice.

Debbie DuPree: [laughs] No we won't.

Captain Murphy: Maybe YOU won't!

yeah, its a slow week. so sue me.

SIGNING OFF

slurpee goo

~Oz