The Best Billboards from the ‘Futurama’ Intro
The opening credits of TV shows aren’t typically crammed full of hidden details that reward additional scrutiny — for example, the beginning of Full House doesn’t contain any hidden clues pointing to the identity of the Zodiac Killer, no matter how many times we’ve checked. On the other hand, Futurama managed to pack several subtly hilarious 31st-century billboards into its fleeting 30-second credit sequence…
…including personal favorites like…
‘Bachelor Chow: Makes Its Own Gravy’
Bachelor Chow, the future’s disgusting food product for disgusting men, can be seen in at least two billboards in the opening credits. One brags that it “makes its own gravy,” and another proclaims, “Now with flavor!” Of course, we’d later see Fry chow down on a bowl because, you know, he’s Fry.
‘Girls, Girls, Aliens’
Presumably some sort of futuristic strip club — but notably not the futuristic strip club populated by naked robots.
‘Flesh-o-Poid Dating Service’
While we don’t get any more info on the Flesh-o-Poid Dating Service in the show, it sounds pretty horrifying. But could it really be any more horrifying than our current real-life dating services?
‘‘Mass Hypnosis Hour’: TV’s #1 Show!’
We briefly see shows like The Scary Door, but never the apparently popular Mass Hypnosis Hour — we can only imagine that it either evolved into or was in direct competition with Everybody Loves Hypnotoad.
Cows are extinct in the 31st century, but the “Got Milk?” slogan survives in a new, more dystopian form.
Presumably, thanks to those notoriously prudish network censors, we never got to see the Futurama gang visit whatever the Sexatorium is — a narrative gap we can only imagine has been filled by several thousand pieces of slash fiction.
‘DEF-CON: Kills Owls Dead’
Billboards for DEF-CON brand owl traps are our first hint that owls are the most undesirable pest of the future.
‘Rent-a-Human’ and ‘Tasty Human Burgers’
We’ve mentioned before that Futurama contains an elaborate alien language that fans were able to translate — doing so reveals that several billboards advertise services for extraterrestrials in New New York to rent/consume human beings. Thank you, President Nixon.
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