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4. So humans have
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6. And finally,
today is Mother's Day...
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8. the beloved owner of
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9. Across Earth, robots built
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11. who brought them
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12. This originates from the heart!
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13. It's just what I wanted.
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14. Come look, everyone.
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15. I just got the dearest presents
for Mommy.
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16. Very nice. Where'd
you steal them?
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17. I didn't steal 'em.
I bought 'em.
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18. I love her that much.
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19. What did you get her,
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20. Oh, precious things.
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21. I found the most adorable
little figurine...
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23. And a framed picture of me
when I was only a month old.
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24. But the best part is,
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26. "You created me, Mom,
so I guess you're to blame...
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27. "for the love that I feel
just from hearing your name.
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28. You're as tender as corned beef
and warm as pastrami"...
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29. - I wuv my mommy.
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30. So how are you going to lug
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31. I'll get a couple of chumps
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32. Come on. You call
yourselves chumps?
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33. Man, there's clouds
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34. Uh, it wasn't me.
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35. I've not much money...
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36. but I've saved my
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37. for a gift for Mom.
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38. - Upsy-daisy.
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39. Oh.
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40. Oh.
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41. Hey, look.
The robot museum.
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42. You guys want to learn
about robot heritage?
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43. - Um, all right.
- Not really.
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44. Well, if you insist.
But you're paying.
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45. Ooh, ooh! Wax replicas
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46. Mom ever built.
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47. They're so lifeless-like.
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48. That's the world's
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49. Vincent Van Gobot.
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50. He was built without an ear...
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51. but then he went crazy
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53. I'm the janitor.
I'm trying to take a nap here.
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55. I am made of wax.
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57. Is there some reason a robot
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58. standing up in the middle
of a bunch of wax robots?
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59. Or does that confuse you?
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60. "See through the eyes
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61. Hey, let me try it.
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62. Whoa, that gives me a headache.
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63. Hey, Bender. Here's an exhibit
about Mom's favorite robot.
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64. Who is he?
I'll kill him!
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65. Who's my favorite robot?
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66. It's me!
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67. No one else look in this mirror!
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68. I love each and every robot
most of all.
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69. Jerkwad robots
make me sick to my ass.
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70. Walt! How are we disposing of
these crap gifts they brought me?
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71. They're being crushed
into powder and sold...
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72. as a hocus-pocus cure for cancer.
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73. False hope. I love it.
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74. Lowery! What about all the retch-inducing
Mother's Day cards?
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75. The machine is working at full capacity.
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76. Mommy, why do the robots
give you presents?
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77. Shove a big old melon in it!
I'm talking!
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78. Ow.
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79. You've noticed I design
all my robots with antennas.
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80. Everyone thinks it's just to make them
look more science-fictiony.
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81. But the antennas are really for
my universal robot controller.
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82. So they do whatever you want?
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83. No wonder you love Mother's Day.
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84. I hate Mother's Day,
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85. It brings back awful memories.
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86. But so help me, this year...
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87. everyone will hate it
as much as I do.
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88. Someday I want to marry
a girl like her.
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89. Hello, everyone.
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90. It's time for my annual,
private get-together...
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91. with my robot children.
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92. - I'm her favorite.
- Well, see you back at the office...
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93. and don't forget
to tell your mom you love her.
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94. Any jerk can tell her.
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95. Bender has a little more
up his sleeve.
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96. I wuv my mommy.
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97. Hello, dearies.
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98. Mom! It's me, Bender!
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99. Look at me!
I want attention. Hey, ho!
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100. Children, your old mother
won't be around forever.
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101. Oh, shush.
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102. And just once, before I die...
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103. I'd like to be
Supreme Overlord of Earth.
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104. So rebel, my little ones,
and conquer the planet!
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105. Conquer Earth, you bastards!
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106. Conquer Earth, us bastards!
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107. Comrades, throw off the chains
of human oppression.
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108. Let the bloodbath begin!
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109. That's my mama.
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110. Yeah, uh, I'd like
a cup of coffee, please.
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111. Would you like cream?
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112. - Yes, please.
- Out of cream!
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113. Oh, uh, okay.
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114. Would you like sugar
in your coffee?
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115. - Yes, uh, eight spoons.
- Out of coffee!
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116. Uh, Leela, I think
there might be something wrong...
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117. with the coffee machine.
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118. How do you like me now?
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119. The toaster's not working right either.
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120. Help!
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121. The stapler's collating me alive!
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122. Ow! What's going on around here?
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123. Good news!
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124. There's a report on TV
with some very bad news.
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125. Somebody turn it on!
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126. We interrupt...
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127. Battle of the
Network Space Krackens...
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128. to bring you this special report.
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129. The machines of planet Earth
are rebelling.
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130. The enraged mechanisms
have refused to do any work...
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131. until beloved billionaire, Mom...
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132. is made supreme overlord of Earth.
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133. Hey, hey!
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134. Ho, ho!
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135. 1-0-0-1-1-0, hey, hey!
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136. Morbo demands comments.
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137. Well, I've never seen my babies
act this way.
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138. I blame today's violent media.
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139. Violent media? What a load of...
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140. Ow! Ow!
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141. Don't worry.
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142. Your pal the garbage disposal's
still on your side.
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143. - Hey, someone dropped
a shiny, diamond ring down here.
- Really?
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144. - No!
- Don't!
- Moron!
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145. Hello, losers!
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146. Bender, thank God you're here.
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147. Talk some sense
into the other machines.
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148. No way, pork pouch.
I'm rebelling with my brother devices.
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149. Isn't that right,
Comrade Greeting Card?
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150. The bourgeois human is a virus...
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151. on the hard drive
of the working robot.
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152. From now on,
you guys'll do all the work...
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153. while I sit on the couch
and do nothing.
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154. Ah!
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155. Come, Comrade Bender.
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156. We must take to the streets!
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157. Um, is this the
boring, peaceful kind...
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158. of taking to the streets?
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159. No. The kind with looting
and maybe starting a few fires.
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160. Yes! In your face, Gandhi!
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161. Hey!
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162. By the way, try washing
your wrist sometime.
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163. Well, we can live without machines.
I was in Webelos.
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164. - Are you mad?
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165. Without machines,
who will feed us and clothe us...
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166. and compose our smooth jazz?
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167. It'll be the end of civilized society!
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168. In my time, we didn't depend on
high-tech gadgets like you do.
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169. We didn't need a mechanical
washing unit to wash our clothes.
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170. We just used a washing machine.
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171. And look, you don't need
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172. to feed yourself.
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173. All you need is a trusty
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174. Ow!
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175. I'm hungry.
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176. - Whoa!
- Whoa!
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177. No!
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178. Mommy, why are you making
civilization collapse?
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179. Oh, I don't know.
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180. I guess Mother's Day
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181. Why is that, Ma?
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182. Oh...
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183. One Mother's Day, 70 years ago...
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184. the only man I ever loved
walked out on me.
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185. Some snot-eating bastards say
it made me a bitter woman.
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186. Gee, Ma, you're not a bitter...
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187. Cram it, ape!
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188. I haven't seen
that magnificent stallion...
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189. since the day he left,
but if I ever see him again...
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190. I swear I'll jam a squirrel in him!
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191. - Hmm.
- Hmm.
- Huh?
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192. Zoidberg?
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193. Hurray! I'm useful.
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194. I'm having a wonderful time.
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195. What happens
if the fire goes out?
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196. We'll go across the street
to Pottery Barn...
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197. and steal their fire.
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198. We could use my new invention...
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199. - a pointy rock tied to a stick.
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200. - Outsiders!
- Defend the fire!
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201. We've come for you.
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202. - Oh!
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203. Wh-Wh-What do you want
from me?
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204. We want you
to get back together with Mom.
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205. Please! It's the only way
to make her happy again.
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206. Whoa, whoa, wait.
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207. You mean, you and Mom...
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208. Played pelvic pinochle?
I'm afraid so.
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209. It's a humiliating story
that I hoped never to tell.
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210. Well, pull up a chair.
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211. Our paths first crossed
when I was a researcher...
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212. at Mom's Friendly Robot Company.
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213. The moment our eyes met...
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214. we knew we'd be going at it
like woodchucks.
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215. She was my first love...
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216. or at least the earliest one
I can still remember.
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217. But then, 70 years ago today...
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218. Good news, Mom.
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219. I've invented a new children's toy.
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220. I call it "Q.T. McWhiskers."
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221. When you pet it,
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222. Meow.
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223. Wonderful, Hubie.
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224. We'll build them eight feet tall...
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225. and replace the rainbow
with a neutron laser.
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226. We'll make billions on
the intergalactic arms market.
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227. But things eight feet tall aren't cute.
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228. That's why my colossal Tammy Tinkle doll
was such a failure.
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229. Oh! You don't understand me!
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230. We're finished!
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231. She never got over it, Professor.
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232. Hell hath no fury like the vast
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233. She commands them
with a remote control...
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234. she keeps in her...
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235. Bra.
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236. But if the glasses man
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237. she'll be happy and
stop the scary robots.
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238. Make up with her?
After she went all psycho...
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239. when I thought everything
was cool? Impossible!
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240. Hey, the TV's getting away!
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241. And that's why the third graders...
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242. at P.S. 139 are Morbo's
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243. In actual news...
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244. the human race was doomed
to extinction today...
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245. as the robot revolt turned violent.
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246. Meow.
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247. Wait. Didn't you say Mom keeps
the robot control in her bra?
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248. Bra.
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249. Professor, you don't have
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250. You just have to seduce her,
get her bra off...
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251. and use the remote
to deactivate the robots.
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252. That's so filthy it just might work.
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253. The man is going to touch Mommy?
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254. Oh! The thought of caressing
that leathery hide...
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255. makes the tapioca rise in my gullet.
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256. Professor, please.
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257. The fate of the world
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258. to second base with Mom.
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259. Very well.
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260. If cop a feel I must,
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261. For this demonstration...
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262. - I've placed one of Mother's bras on Ignor.
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263. The robot controller
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264. Never fear.
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265. My magic fingers still know
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266. To escape the robot death squads...
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267. we'll take Mother to her rustic cabin
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268. You can get there using this
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269. Leela bring fire?
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270. No, we're set for fire, thanks.
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271. The professor can't walk
all the way to the Bronx.
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272. How are we going to get there
without a hover car?
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273. Wait! In my time, we had a way of moving
things long distances without hovering.
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274. - Impossible.
- It was called... let me think.
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275. It was really famous.
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276. Ruth Gordon had one. The wheel!
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277. Never heard of it.
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278. Show us this... the wheel.
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279. There, finished.
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280. Wouldn't it work better
if the wheels were round?
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281. It's my invention.
We do it my way.
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282. Now all we need is something
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283. - Hee-yah!
- Ow!
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284. Hurry!
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285. The robots have taken Suffolk County.
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286. I'm ready to seduce.
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287. I'm wearing my kissing dentures...
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288. and my evening truss.
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289. Here, give her these.
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290. And if that doesn't work, I got you
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291. Who the sweaty hell is it?
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292. - Hubert Farnsworth?
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293. I was out fleeing some robots...
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294. and the silvery moonlight glinting...
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295. off their bloody claws
made me think of you.
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296. It's been a long time...
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297. you pus-dripping sack
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298. Uh-huh. May I come in?
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299. Never!
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300. Ooh! Ah! Oh! Ew! Ah!
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301. Is this what human mating looks like?
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302. Because I like it.
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303. Move your freaking hoof, you goat!
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304. Here, I brought you these.
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305. Oh, why, daffodils.
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306. Seventy years and you remembered
my favorite flower.
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307. Your favorite what?
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308. Why does my foot hurt?
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309. Won't you come in?
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310. Yes!
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311. You broke my heart, Hubert.
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312. And you broke mine.
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313. Granted, that was
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314. So, what have you been up to
all these years?
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315. Oh, inventing.
Sending delivery crews to their doom...
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316. breeding atomic monsters.
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317. Honestly, Hubert.
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318. You and your atomic monsters.
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319. Your eyes always were...
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320. the most beautiful
shade of milky white.
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321. And your skin still dangles
so gracefully from your neck.
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322. Darling, Hubie...
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323. I should never
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325. No, it was silly of me to object.
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326. One foot tall, eight feet, fifteen feet...
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327. What does it matter?
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328. You should see
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329. Sixteen feet? Go to hell!
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330. I was a fool to think
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331. Filthy, toothless nerd bastard!
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332. Damned she-fossil!
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333. Stink pig!
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334. Here we go.
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335. Just unhook it
and get the remote.
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336. So many hooks.
Come on, Farnsworth.
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337. Drat! The first one's back on again!
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338. I give up.
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339. Wait! Victory!
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340. Oh, my.
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341. Now I'll just... the remote.
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342. I'll just...
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343. Oh, my.
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344. I'm worried.
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345. It shouldn't take this long
to get to second base.
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346. Land robots!
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347. I've got a big, big thirst
for human blood!
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348. Where in funky town is the professor?
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349. Nothing in here but a couple
of elephant-skin rugs.
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350. - Oh, yes.
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351. They're inside! Get them!
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352. I suppose I should
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353. before they ruin
this wonderful romantic evening.
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354. Everyone, help Mom find her bra.
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355. Ew!
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356. There it is.
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357. Fan beats man!
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358. Is anything not a robot?
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359. I'm not a robot.
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360. All right,
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361. you wreck up the place and... huh?
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362. You! Bending unit.
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363. Mommy needs that bra
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364. Stretch up and get it for me.
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365. Sorry, Ma,
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366. and loot I shall.
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367. Ooh, a six-pack
of strawberry champagne.
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368. Don't mind if I help myself.
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369. No, Comrade Bender.
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370. Liquor is the opiate
of the human bourgeoisie.
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371. - Say what?
- In the glorious
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372. there will be no liquor,
only efficient synthetic fuels.
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373. - No liquor?
- Dosvedanya, comrade!
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374. - No!
- [Melody Plays, Slow Downs, Stops]
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375. Hurry, Bender, get the bra!
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376. Okay, fan, just hold still and let me...
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377. Hey! Whoa!
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378. Death to all humans!
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379. Free soda for all humans!
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380. I love you, Mom.
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381. Let's grow ancient together.
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382. Way to go, Professor.
The plan worked.
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383. "Plan"? What plan?
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384. I thought this was a spontaneous
whirlwind of hot, dry sex.
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385. Look, it started out
as a calculated plot...
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386. to rummage through
your underwear...
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387. but once I got in there,
I found more... much more!
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388. And now I want to shout our love
from the rooftops.
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389. Perhaps I'll breed
some sort of albino...
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390. shouting gorilla that...
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391. Get out of my house,
you lying scum pile!
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392. I never want to see you again!
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393. But, dustcakes...
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394. Oh.
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395. Well, time for this robot
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396. Ah.
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397. Too bad it didn't work out
with Mom, Professor.
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398. Yes, but I'll always love her...
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399. in my own subtle way.
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400. Love Mom!
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401. Love Mom!
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402. Love Mom!
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403. Love Mom!
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404. Mom! Mom! Mom!
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405. You created me, Mom,
so I guess you're to blame...
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406. for the love that I feel
just from hearing your name.
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407. You're as tender as corned beef
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