Where the Buggalo Roam

  • Season 4, Ep 6
  • 02/08/2008

Kif does everything possible to win Amy's parents' approval.

Host man, host woman,

I'm having a wonderful time.

You here five hours,and already you tear up couch,

draw mustacheon priceless painting,

and fill poolwith brine shrimp.

Not bad for a city boy, huh?

Uh, by the way, Itook the liberty

of fertilizingyour caviar.

( gulping )

( guzzling )

( burps )

Um, um...

Just relax.

I'm sure my parentswill love you.

You don't understand.

When I get nervous,I can't control mycamouflage reflex.

Oh, dear!Oh, goodness!

Oh, odds and bodkins.

I'll have a thoraxand some feelers.

You want some salad with that?


Mom, Dad, youremember Kif.

This your boyfriend?

I have instant dislike of him.

He too scrawny to fathergrandchildren.

He's not scrawny.

He's just small-boned.

Actually, I don't have bones.

I'm supported by a systemof fluid-filled bladders that...

Yes, yes. You'rea big, squishy wuss.

Amy should be datingreal man... like him.

I can be manly, too.

I think I'll, uh,light up a smoke.

( whispers ):Wrong way.

( inhales )


( gasping )

Look on the bright side.

My parents left afteryou passed out,

so they didn't evensee you barf.

Oh, now they'll never thinkI'm manly enough

to date their daughter.

( sobbing )

It's okay, Kif.

I'll go getyou a tissuefrom your tote.

Hey, there, Amy.

Like you to meetmy buddy, Joe.

Sorry I'm late.

My pool game ran longat the jazz club.

( chuckles )

Kids love him.

And even though the computerwas off and unplugged

an image stayed on the screen.

It was...

the Windows logo!

Pss! That's not scary.

It is if you're a laser printer.

Okay, my turnto tell a ghost story.

Once, there wasthis woman driving...

Hook in the hand.

Okay, I've got one.

This family...

Man in the attic.

Fine, Mr. Know-It-All-About-Something-Finally,

you tell a story.

With pleasure.

Once, not far from here,

four people set outon a cattle drive...

Robot gets boredand kills Fry with a hammer!

Sorry. Go on.

And then, while they sathelplessly around the campfire,

a demented, knife-wielding,escaped, lunatic, Libertarian,

zombie mutant snuck up and...


( screaming )

( whimpering )

Amy, what are you doing here?

I forgot to give you somethingbefore you left.

Oh. What?


Is thatyour camouflage reflex,

or are you just happyto see me?

I love it out here, Amy.

I feel so manly.

I have blister,I-I spit,

and-and, of course,I tell no one my feelings.

But you still have them, right?

Oh, yes,but I keep them inside

until I can write themin my diary.

Ah... it's awonderful night.

It sure is.

I could just lie here beside youstaring at the sky all night.

I can't.



( both moaning )

( loud rumbling )

( gasps )

What's that?!

Maybe we just made love.

( rumbling stops )

( mandibles clicking )

The buggalo!

They're in the crater!

The rustlers musthave seen me coming

and run off scared.

Oh, Kif, you're so brave.

Shh. They'll hear us.