Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, thanks.
I smell the stink of Earth humans.
The ground is still warm.
Whoa, is that a fleam?
I'm watching something here.
How about Skull Arranging?
Home, eh? That's where I live.
Arroooo...!
so I can get home in time for The Finder-Outer.
Fry? Uh, he, uh,
His bowels aren't gonna disem themselves.
Capes are cool!
And I'll go with...
Don't look at me.
according to Bender's constant updates.
Feces pieces?
Ah, this brings me back.
But, T., can't you stay with me?
Uh... uh...
I'm dying.
standing up to me is pretty manly.
where such things usually land.
before I get my expletives deleted!