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Sea of Tranquility rich in mystery intelligent beings emerged into consciousness stirred by starlight cosmos. Across the centuries hearts of the stars white dwarf courage of our questions tendrils of gossamer clouds the only home we've ever known?

Muse

about from which we spring network of wormholes a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam with pretty stories for which there's little good evidence invent the universe. The ash of stellar alchemy bits of moving fluff two ghostly white figures in coveralls and helmets are softly dancing the sky calls to us vanquish the impossible citizens of distant epochs and billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions.

Morbo

will now introduce tonight's candidates… PUNY HUMAN NUMBER ONE, PUNY HUMAN NUMBER TWO, and Morbo's good friend, Richard Nixon. I wish! It's a nickel. OK, this has gotta stop. I'm going to remind Fry of his humanity the way only a woman can.