Futurama: The Day the Sky Went Fishing in “Wicked Human”
A collapsing magnetar exhales lavender across the void while, far below in the crooked green tower of Planet Express, the Smelloscope twitches and locks on, sending the professor into a sneezing fit after Zoidberg’s enthusiastic dust-bath in vacuum-bag filth clogs the air; sinuses inflamed beyond endurance, the old man invents Read more…





