Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's Feb 14 Sperm surrounded us!
Hey, jumbo! How would you like it if Leela said you were sexy...
You're not gonna eat a sandwich from a truck-stop men's room, are you?
You've damaged your brain, Universe...
That's normal. Next patient!
Mmm.. Egg salad!
Yo, old guy. Why do we have to use those tiny micro-droids?
A cursory glance would suggest they've doubled his thinking power.
Hmm. I better check the fluid levels.
Let's just pray nothing stimulates the delicate smell receptors.
That's why, with all due respect, I'm asking you to leave.
Shh. Be very quiet.
Yo, sexy mama. Let's get busy and freaky, in that order.
- Who controls this bowel? - Who wants to know?
Leela, I love you.
When I'm with you, every day seems like double-soup Tuesday.
It's nauseatin', mon!
Correct! Worm eggs. And the mayonnaise was probably none too fresh either.