news!"Fry retorted, "Don't worry, Bender. I think it's the FX or SciFi channel
now. See, the thirty-eighth Terminator movie's on.""Boys, don't you notice anything different about me?""Or is it Son Of The Nephew Of Robocop VII?""I'm not part of the TV, you youngin'! I got a new body!""Cool, it's interactive! I love the future!""I got it specifically custom-made so I can still carry out all of my
ordinary functions and I don't have to worry about winding up to kick the
bucket! I've set my life box to empty out on June 11th, 3050, right after
I expect to get my Senile, Geezer Scientist's Award!""BOR-ring! Let's change the channel! Hmm, the remote doesn't seem to be
working."Bender said, "Eh, forget it, old man. Fry's too hypnotized by the TV
screen to even realize it's you. Right, Fry?""Can't. Talk. Must. Watch. Flickering. Light."The Professor was growing impatient that he wasn't getting recognition from
his great uncle. Curiously, his right mechanical eye started to glow red.
"You listen to me, Fry! If my new body doesn't attract your attention,
then what do I do?! Show up on TV?!""Is this an oldie? I hate those animated 2990's cartoons! They all think
they know so much about mixing humor and science fiction? Ho-ho, boy, were
they wrong!"-I sensed that the Nibbler creature was growing more and more suspicious of
me as the time went on. He always had that stern look whene...