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  1. We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised.
  2. Zapp: Kiff, I'm feeling the "captain's itch". Kif: I'll get the powder, sir.
  3. Leela: What planet is this, anyway? Zapp: I don't know. This entire sector is uncharted. Kif: It is not uncharted, You lost the chart
  4. When I'm in command every mission's a suicide mission.
  5. Does the company that makes your bra also make a girdle? I ask because a friend of mine...
  6. Zapp: Our mission is clear: destroy all alien lifeforms. Kif: Umm, not me sir... Zapp: Right. Nobody destroy Kif. Unless you have to
  7. My strategy is so simple an idiot could have devised it. All ships will fly directly into the death cannons, clogging them with wreckage.
  8. Many of you will be dying for your planet. A few of you will be forced through a fine mesh screen for your planet.
  9. Solider: Why is this godforsaken hellhole worth dying for? Zapp: Don't ask me. You're the ones who are going to be dying.
  10. Brannigan's law is like Brannigan's love, hard and fast.
  11. That's a wave of destruction that's easy on the eyes!
  12. Leela! How could you? Our love has had to endure your constant hatred, and now this?
  13. I have made it with a woman! Inform the men!
  14. I've always thought the most sensual part of a woman was the boobies.
  15. I don't often say this, but you three are the most beautiful gigantic ladies I've ever laid eyes upon.
  16. Zapp: What the hell is that thing? Kif: It appears to be the mothership. Zapp Then what did we just blow up? Kif: The Hubble Telescope.
  17. Kif, have the boy lay out my formal shorts.
  18. Chief, my people are a people of law, and the law is no backsies.
  19. Leela, you may be a formidable do-er of the nasty, but I'm forced to relieve you of your post.
  20. Where's the little umbrella Kif? That's what makes it a Scotch on the rocks!