Fuckin’ Spacemen
So Frank already came in contact with a kid claiming to be from the future. He didn’t really believe Fry at first, but then he had a photo. And it was in color, so that was pretty convincing. The guy wanted to know if Frank had seen the purple haired lady and robot from the photo. He hadn’t. He didn’t know if he really wanted to.
One evening, Frank was dumping a body behind an auto shop with some of his men keeping watch. He came out of the woods, dusting his jacket off. “Fuckin’ idiot got blood on my suit...”









