Hermes: Exciting news, people. The pet licence I requisitioned for Nibbler has arrived!
Leela: Hermes, that's sweet. I didn't know you cared about Nibbler.
Hermes: Dream on, woman! I'd like to put the little basta'd in a sack and toss the sack in a rivah and hurl the rivah into space! But I DO like fillin' out requisitions, and these were some doozies!
(tears open envelope)
Hermes: Great Ja's Dreadlocks! There's been a mix-up! This isn't a pet license, it's a fishing license... and its mandatory!
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