What does identifying blotches have to do with determining our future careers?
Oh, you poor doomed child.
Invader Zim · Season 1, Episode 6
“Career Day” · Season 1, Episode 6
In this episode: Dib (6), Gaz (2), Ms. Bitters (2), Zim (1)
What does identifying blotches have to do with determining our future careers?
Oh, you poor doomed child.
Zim, the machine says that the only career you are suitable for is-
Yes, yes! Lord of humans! I will rule you all with an iron fist!
No, Zim. The machine has assigned you a career in fast food preparation.
Then I will prepare food with my iron fist! Then I will work my way up to ruling you all with my fist! [to Melvin] You! [shakes fist in Melvin's face] Obey the fist!
A crop circle?
Beautiful, isn't it? It's a message from creatures much more intelligent than us! Space beings who have traveled millions of light years to say something, but what does it mean?
I think this one's a fake.
You're one of those skeptics, aren't you? Always questioning, always picking away at my theories! One day you'll see that–
[Dib points to cow rolling around, making the crop circle]
Can we go to McMeatie's now? It's 4:45, if we hurry, we can make it!
Hmmm...the aliens must be controlling the cow...
That is not a supernatural cow! This is ridiculous! You believe in all the stupidest things when real proof is right under your nose!
[Gaz is about to take a bite from the last slice of pizza. Dib takes it from her]
Oh yeah!! Thanks, Gaz! Don't wanna starve to death while saving the world!
Let it be known that from this day until the end of the day, vengeance will be mine! Dib, you will not know the meaning of peace for I shall rain misery down upon your pizza-stealing heart!
How am I supposed to know what Dad's first sentient thought was?
It was "I will poop now." It's all here in his autobiography.
[A random fangirl wearing a Prof. Membrane bust hat appears and cuts them off.]
That's not it! It's–
[Fangirl is interrupted as Gaz pushes her away.]
[A girl turns in her audience admission exam to a robot]
94%. Your score is...unacceptable!
[The girl's desk races backwards to a door which slams shut after she goes into it. Dib turns in his exam]
94.1%. Your score is...acceptable! Congratulations!
[The robot plays a tiny fanfare and shoots confetti]
Okay, that was annoying. But at least it was easy.
Cyb-arachno? Spider Robots? Do spiders have robots?
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