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But if anything happens to me, tell them I died robbing some old man.</p>\n<p>I just told you! You've killed me! And remember, don't do anything that affects anything, unless it turns out you were supposed to, in which case, for the love of God, don't not do it! Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes! We have bigger problems.</p>\n<p>Would you censor the Venus de Venus just because you can see her spewers? Oh, I think we should just stay friends. Who's brave enough to fly into something we all keep calling a death sphere? Oh, but you can. But you may have to metaphorically make a deal with the devil. And by \"devil\", I mean Robot Devil. And by \"metaphorically\", I mean get your coat.</p>\n<p>Doomsday device? Ah, now the ball's in Farnsworth's court! No. We're on the top. Noooooo! Guess again. Ummm…to eBay? Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file!</p>\n<p>I'm Santa Claus! So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct? Fry! 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