After a night out, when you go back to your newfound partner's place, you get told that in fact they're not interested in you, and you realize you've been lead on. You're the verge of sealing the deal, only to suddenly be swiftly tossed aside like a puppy on boxing day.
*Victim arrives home from his walk of shame*
Friend: "Did you go back with that Yorkshire lass? How did it go?"
Victim: "Mate, I got completely roried. She was all over me in the club, but when we got back to hers, she made me sleep on the floor! I legged it once she'd fallen asleep, screw that!"
BENDER IS MADE OF:
An Iron-Osmium alloy with a 5% nickel impurity
20%Zinc
40%Titanium
40% Dolomite
BENDER SAYS:
"Have you ever tried simply turning off the TV, sitting down with your children, and hitting them?
BENDER SAYS:
"I came here with a simple dream. A dream, of killing all humans. And is this how it must end? I ask you, who's the real seven billion ton robot monster here? Not I... Not I.
BENDER SAYS:
"BITE MY SHINY, METAL ASS!!!
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Amen.
FRY: Wow! A real live robot! Or is that some kind of cheesy new-years costume...?