"Bender's great!" Bender exclaimed when the coin fell with his face showing. "Oh Bender is great! Bender is great! Bender! Bender! Bender! Bender! Bender is the greatest!" Bender sung as he hopped up on the table and danced. "Sit down you imbecile!" The professer yelled at the giddy Robot. Leela, slumped back in her seat, swung her foot forward hitting the leg of the table causing it to shake and Bender lost his footing crashing down onto the table then the floor. "Hey you did that on purpose you big jerk!" bender said getting up. "Yep" Leela said smiling. "Now now calm down and ask a "what if" question before your bickering angers the "what if" gods!" The Professer exclaimed while pointing up at a ketchup stain on the ceiling. 'Hmmm, what if..." Bender pondered. He had asked to be huge once, and it was fun watching himself step on humans... then he was a human, and he had a lot of fun, but then he died... "Come on Bender!" Fry said breaking Bender's day dream "ask to kill all humans like you want and lets get on with it, I wanna see how long I last". Bender thought it over... "I wanna be a chef... or a folk singer... Oh or a Folksinging Chef!"
Bender made his choice
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