You'd better stay hereduring biology.
Mrs. Jenkins dissects anythingsmaller than a fifth-grader.
Well, if it isn'tGrandmaster Phlegm.
I heard you're entering theNASA science competition.
Maybe I am, LL Fool J.
So what's your project-- theeffects of losing on idiots?
No, I'm gonna infect myguinea pig with the common cold
and launch it into space to seeif it gets cured by cosmic rays.
Lame, though the common coldvirus does seem
like a judge-pleaser.
I think I'll steal thatand do an experiment
that's slightly lessvery stupid.
But that's my idea.
You are an evil, evil nerd.
We'll show him who's stupid.
(guinea pig coughs)
Borbo, the so-calledcommon cold,
introduced by livingfossil Philip J. Fry,
is spreadingout of control.
All citizens are advisedto wash their hands thoroughly
after beating upPhilip J. Fry.
Phew! Lucky I'm safelylocked up here with you guys.
There he is!
Ow! Ow! Ow! Wait!
The situation is expectedto deteriorate
as newscasters whipthe city into a panic.
Run! Run for your lives!
(screaming and yelling,thudding)
And finally, the heartwarmingstory of a handicapped magician
who didn't know when to give up.