It's funny cause it's true.
Fry: So you're saying these aren't the decaying ruins of New York in the year 4000?
Professor Farnsworth: You wish. You're in Los Angeles.
Fry: But there was this gang of ten-year-olds with guns.
Leela: Exactly. You're in L.A.
Fry: But everyone is driving around in cars shooting at each other.
Bender: That's L.A. for you.
Fry: But the air is green and there's no sign of civilization whatsoever.
Bender: He just won't stop with the social commentary.
Fry: And the people are all phonies. No one reads. Everything has cilantro on it...
(I can't believe I haven't posted a damn thing in two months. I'll try and update with something soon...)
Labels: Futurama, Los Angeles, not a real post

2 Comments:
I think I overdosed on Cilantro once.....just once.
I'm callin' you out, sucka!
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