Office Hours; Office #10. Wednesday [ 10/06 ].
Professor Farnsworth had a toaster on his desk yet again, though he was not putting food into this time. Instead, he was poking it with a stick, tweaking it a little bit with a screwdriver, and fiddling with an electronic interface that he'd worked into the thing.
He poked at it a few more times, and then rubbed his hands together eagerly.
"Now, let's see if you'll keep crustaceans away now," he muttered to himself and then pushed down the...thingy. A warm, pleasant glow came forth from within the toaster, putting a faint smile on his face.
A few minutes passed; the toaster popped up and, gleefully, Farnsworth pushed it back down again before his arm went up in triumph.
"Success!"
Perhaps it was possible to get rid of crabs after all!
[[ i am not going to lie, that line in all its forms will never cease to amuse me. Door and post are open, naturally! ]]
He poked at it a few more times, and then rubbed his hands together eagerly.
"Now, let's see if you'll keep crustaceans away now," he muttered to himself and then pushed down the...thingy. A warm, pleasant glow came forth from within the toaster, putting a faint smile on his face.
A few minutes passed; the toaster popped up and, gleefully, Farnsworth pushed it back down again before his arm went up in triumph.
"Success!"
Perhaps it was possible to get rid of crabs after all!
[[ i am not going to lie, that line in all its forms will never cease to amuse me. Door and post are open, naturally! ]]