902 - The Phantom Planet
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Ow, my cornea. Cut it out!
I'm just gonna beat up his left eye.
I just want to remind you this is a Northwestern flight, so we'll be sitting on the tarmac for and hour with no beverages or air conditioning and we're out of meals, the flight attendants are overworked and abusive, and if you complain, we'll throw you off the flight.
Huh, their bed technology is light years behind their space-going chicken technology.
And she's horrified back into muteness
You harm a single one of God's precious creatures and so help me I'll kill you.
"I'd like you to become acquainted with--" Herbalife.
Uh, you didn't have to take your shirts off.
Old guy's stoned on beta blockers.
Congratulations, Mrs. Astronaut, it's a boy-boy-boy... Wake up, Frank, you wet the bed-bed-bed... Frank, you'll have to take third grade again-gan-gan-gan... Frank, this is Northwest Collection Agency, do you value your credit rating-ating-ating...? I'm afraid you're not 7-Eleven timbre, Frank-rank-rank... Frank, you're the worst party clown we ever had-had-had...
So, you can just take a sharp left in space.
Makes you feel real huge and significant doesn't it?