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I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
nature
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
nature
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
nature / people
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
animals
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
animals
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
nature
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
nature
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!
people
I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Oh, how awful. Did he at least die painlessly? …To shreds, you say. Well, how is his wife holding up? …To shreds, you say. Robot 1-X, save my friends! And Zoidberg! Anyhoo, your net-suits will allow you to experience Fry's worm infested bowels as if you were actually wriggling through them. Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar.
Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you! Who said that? SURE you can die! You want to die?! Now Fry, it's been a few years since medical school, so remind me. Disemboweling in your species: fatal or non-fatal? Perhaps, but perhaps your civilization is merely the sewer of an even greater society above you!