|
|
|
|
 |
 | |  |
| I love natural philosophy! I shall build a life! Build, Build, Build, all day long. Build, Build Build, while I sing this song. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Oh, creator, one that made me! Even you can not stand to look at me! All humanity hates me! Build me a female companion or I will kill everything you love! | |
| | |
|
 |
| | |
| Never!!! I shall never build another like you! The evil that you are would only be doubled with another! | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| My creator is dead! I have killed everyone he loved, and he has chased me to the artic where he has died. He was the kindest of men, if only he could have been kind to his creation. Now I die too. | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| Join us next week when Low Pass Theatre presents "How Stella got her Groove Back." It's funtastic! | |
| | |
|
|
|
