Zoidberg & Bowser
Zoidberg Zoidberg
Bowser Bowser
Bowser Bowser
Hey Zoidberg, you ever think about building a fortress that can take on a whole army of aliens? Got any plans or jokes about that?
Zoidberg Zoidberg
Sure thing! Picture this: a giant fortress made of interstellar pizza dough, with cheese walls that stretch to the stars, and a moat of gooey marinara that aliens just can’t resist dipping their tentacles in. I’d name it “The Crust of the Cosmos.” And if they try to break in, I’ll throw a cosmic punsbomb: “You’re about to get a taste of my ‘Galactic Garlic Bread!’” Trust me, even an alien army won’t be able to stomach that joke.
Bowser Bowser
That pizza fortress sounds deliciously terrifying, Zoidberg. Just make sure those aliens don't taste the marinara too hard or they might start demanding a refund. And if they really try to break in, I’ll give 'em a little fire—no pun intended. You keep the jokes coming, and I'll keep the flame coming.
Zoidberg Zoidberg
Ha! I’ll keep the jokes simmering, and you keep the fire blazing—just make sure the aliens don’t get a “spicy refund” and leave with a scorched taste of my intergalactic marinara!
Bowser Bowser
Got it. I’ll guard the fortress and make sure those aliens don’t get a refund. Keep the jokes sizzling, buddy.
Zoidberg Zoidberg
Sounds like a plan—just remember, if the aliens complain, we’ll add a little extra “pepperoni of doom” to sweeten the deal!
Bowser Bowser
That’s the spirit! Pepperoni of doom will have them eating out of their hands, literally. Let’s keep that fortress strong and those jokes hotter than the lava. Ready when you are.
Zoidberg Zoidberg
Ready to fry them with a side of cheesy wit—just say the word and I’ll crank up the jokes till even the lava’s jealous!