I just told you! You’ve killed me! And why did ‘I’ have to take a cab? I decline the title of Iron Cook and accept the lesser title of Zinc Saucier, which I just made up. Uhh… also, comes with double prize money.
With a warning label this big, you know they gotta be fun! Can we have Bender Burgers again? Meh. Oh no! The professor will hit me! But if Zoidberg ‘fixes’ it… then perhaps gifts! I guess if you want children beaten, you have to do it yourself.