Hello squirrel. I am a robot so I do not have any feelings or hungers. I do not hate you, and I will not try to kill you.
I like nuts. Where are all of the acorns I saw last year?
I was programmed to do menial tasks, like moving logs and bricks. I have no reason to kill squirrels.
Oh yeah, I remember where the acorns are now. My friends and I stored them in our tree and ate them to survive.
Just kidding. Now that I am out of my robot costume, I can tell you that I am a weird pervert who gets off on screwing little squirrels and killing them afterwards.
I think I will have to look somewhere else for nuts today. Maybe I can find some under a leaf.
So you say the man who robbed you was fairly tall and had dark hair and eyes, right?
Uh, yeah, and he had a big gun and two angry dogs and some camels, I think. Oh yeah, and he had a helicopter and an alligator.
Hey, you just stole that bottle of booze from my liquor store. You should give it back.
Uhhh...here he is, officer. Arrest him!
I should have known it was you. Imagine, trying to steal a bottle of booze from a poor, innocent homeless man who's down on his luck!
Hey, can't blame me for trying, right? Plus you never really arrest me. You just make me twist your nipples until they bleed while I sing songs from the Go-Go Girls.
How could you do this to me, Francis? I raised you from a little puppy and I even taught you that ridiculous ball trick you're doing!
Times have changed, old man. Regular clowns just ain't good enough in the new world.
So this is how it's going to be, eh? Just casted aside like so much trash, is that what it comes down to?
Quit yer whinin', old man. It's splitsville for you, Trixie. Take a hike.
I bet this is because I videotaped myself cutting your balls off, putting them in a blender and making you drink them, then making you watch the tape over and over.
Psst...hey, Satan. I got a deal for you. You can have my soul if you get me off of this cross.
Your soul and a life of eternal damnation in exchange for being the savior to the people on earth? Are you sure about this?
Yeah, just get me off of this fucking cross already. God damn it, this isn't what I expected to happen. Can't I just win a baseball game like other heroes?
Actually, I have a better idea. I think I'll just burn you so you can't rise again and foil all of my plans.
Won't you get in more trouble now that you've killed me for good?
No, because God hates faggots. Plus he needs a son, and now that you're out of the picture, he'll be looking to adopt.
It's about this black guy who has a best friend who's white and has a really hot sister. So the black guy compromises his friendship for a peice of ass.
You're still bitter about that, aren't you?
Only because I saw her first.
She's your sister, man. Anytime you want her, she's right there. Plus I invited you to join in, so don't give me that shit.
Hold on, I have to check if everything's where it's supposed to be.
Hurry up, I'm not getting any younger. Remember that I paid you good money for this.
Alright, here it comes...
I've been waiting my whole life for this!
Holy shit, that was fucking great. I mean, it would have been better if he would have played with my dong instead like I paid him to, but that was good too.
Yeah, like we can share clothes and we always have someone to play with...
Actually, it's convenient for me because if my mom catches me humping the dog, I can just say I'm my brother and she makes him go to therapy instead of me.
So you're telling me that people are afraid of me and want me dead because I'm different and they're narrow-minded?
That's what I gather. They're so set in their ways that they can't accept you for you.
Maybe I should just go talk to them and try to set things straight, eh?
Hmmm...you better let me go. They might not even listen to you, so I have a better chance of being able to reason with them.
Okay, thanks a lot, pal. This is a big load off my mind. And all this time I thought they hated me because I killed their children, raped their wives, and burnt their crops!
Nope, it's definitely the way you look. I do the same things and they love me.
Hey guy, gimme a box of your finest condoms today.
Hey, there's no smoking in here. Finish it outside, buddy.
I can't help it, pal. I'm a walking talking cigarette, it's what I do.
Then you'll have to have someone else buy those condoms for you. There's absolutely no smoking allowed.
Whatever, prick. You're just mad because I'm the cause of your divorce. Hell, cigarettes gotta get laid to. I'll just be screwing your ex-wife without protection now.
What are you doing with that hammer, those nails, and that document?
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. Remember when Martin Luther nailed that list of amendments to be made to the bible and to Christianity as a whole?
Yeah, I studied that stuff in school. So what, do you have some more amendments to make that you're going to nail to a church door?
Well...kind of...
So what are you going to do then?
I've got this request for a more delicious chicken sandwich that I'm going to nail to the doors of Burger King.