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Hey, mun guy. What's the deal with the being in your brain thing? It's boring in here. And there's nothing good on TV. You haven't even got a TV. Or a couch. What sort of a brain doesn't have a couch?

It's hard laying around doing nothing in these conditions. I liked it better in the future. Couldn't you do this to someone else? Why not Zoidberg?

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If you want anything done, Fry, you've got to negotiate with your mun. Or, better yet, threaten them with violence!

Then I guess I'll try violence. Do you really think that will get me a couch?

Of course! You've just got to know where to kick.

Right in the brain nads. That should be easy. Now all I have to do is find them.

I'm sure if you start kicking randomly, you'll hit what you're looking for. Hey, if you're lucky, you could bruise their self esteem!

Hey, yeah. I bet if I hit that I could get whatever I want.

Maybe you could make them cry! Now that's entertainment.

I don't know. I still think I'd prefer a TV. Oh, and beer. And maybe if he'd clear a few of the others out we could get you in here.

It'd be just like being roommates, except for instead of living in an apartment, we'd be living inside someone's head.

If it means I can get out of the craphole I'm currently stuck in, I'm all for it. We could trade! My one gets a sofa, your one gets me!

Sounds like a plan. I think I like your craphole better already.

Aww, Fry! You always know what to say.

Aw. Thanks, Bender. Usually I only hear the opposite.

Probably because you're stupid.

What? No, I'm not.

Fry, you're as stupid as I am intelligent, and that's a fact!

That's not fair. I may not be a genius, but I do know some stuff.

Hm. Well, you do know the recipe to ice cream soup.

And no one knows more about Star Trek than me.

Except every other virgin in the world. Heh.

That's not true. I know way more than every other virgin.

[Wait. Hold on. He'll get it in a minute.] And also I'm not a virgin.

Well, your hand sure ain't! [He's laughing at his own joke now. Really hard.]

[Worst best friend ever. Fry looks grumpy.]

My hand's as much a virgin as the rest of me.

If only I had proof of some kind. I wonder if Leela would tell me anything?

I tell you things. Why would you believe Leela and not me?

She wouldn't admit to it if it weren't the truth.

Neither would I. She'd get mad at me if she found out I made up sex stories about her.

You wanna look for something to do?

I guess. If there are things. I'm getting kind of tired of counting those toenails I pulled off.

You pulled off WHAT?

My toenails. What else am I supposed to do with them?

Yes! Why not Zoidberg! Clearly I am more popular and qualified for the position!

... What are we talking about again?

Who has to live inside this stupid brain.

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