|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| ...And I just started yelling "I'M A ROBOT NOT A SEX MACHINE!" and ran down the street for a few blocks. I drank some battery acid and passed out in an alley. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
| | |
| Christ, that sounds awful... | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Oh shit... I forgot to wear protection! | |
| | |
|
 |
| | |
| Wait... what? Who were you with? | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| I didn't catch her name or serial number. I... I think she was a dishwasher. | |
| | |
|
 |
| | |
| Dude, you need to go back. Haven't you heard of a turbulator? | |
| | |
|
|
|
