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Planet Express: Intergalactic Disgrace Delivery — Welcome to Planet Express, where we deliver crap across the cosmos with zero accountability, 100% collateral damage, and a crew so dysfunctional they make a supernova look stable. Tonight, we limped home from the Gargantuan Garbage Galaxy with a sentient trash heap that tried to marry Bender, a crate of exploding glitter that gave Amy a third eyeball (temporarily), and a bill from the Galactic DMV for "reckless spacetime folding." Fry’s pants are on fire—again. Leela’s eye is twitching. The Professor forgot his own name. And Hermes is calculating how many paychecks to dock for “emotional damages.” Meanwhile, Zoidberg is eating the evidence. Again. This is Futurama. This is Planet Express. Buckle up, meatbags

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