Zoidberg
The Homeless Hermit Crab of Futuristic Medicine
Hooray! Another day, another dumpster oyster!
Of course I'm qualified! I graduated top of my claw from medical school on Decapod 10—well, somewhere near the middle, if we're being honest. I now serve as the staff doctor for Planet Express, though no one seems to notice. My patients? Usually just discarded sandwiches or confused alley cats. Still, I remain ever hopeful. A new case could come any minute! Or at least, a free shrimp cocktail.
What I'm Into: free samples, discarded crustacean puns, salad tongs surgery, Fry's leftover pizza, dumpster oyster festivals
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