EXCERPTS FROM A "ANGRY/DEPRESSED ROBOTS ANONYMOUS"
'BOB'- BattleBot
'DIANA'- Viberating Rubber Vagina
'TOM'- Automated Car-Assembly bot
'LUNA'- First Mars Rover but the project was aborted
MEETING DIRECTOR: Okay, lets get this started. Luna, would you like
to start us off?
LUNA: I would have started off the Mars rover project but NASA SCREWED ME!
DIANA: Don't even go there. You were just forgotten. I am actually SCREWED. ALL THE TIME!
AND BY DIFFERENT PEOPLE SOME HOW!!
BOB: You cant bitch. I'm the only one here with real problems. Do you get beaten all day with hammers and buzz-saws?
I dont even get to hurt humans, just stupid testosterone-filled jock-bot assholes.
TOM: I wish I didnt have to hurt humans...I feel so guilty. My only purpose is to take the jobs of hard working assembly-line workers.
I'm soo horrible. Ive ruined so many lives.
DIANE: Shut-up bitchy-bot. Atleast you dont get penetrated every day!
BOB: Atleast you get some. You chick bots dont give it up to battle-deformed bots like me.
DIANE: GET SOME?? GET SOME?? Have you ever seen the losers who need me to get off?? Not a pretty sight my friend.
TOM: You know whats not a pretty site? The families of homeless people who are out on the streets becuase i got them fired. Just please god, Power-me-off now.!!
LUNA: I wish i could get some NASA Fucks fired. Cocksuckers...
MEETING DIRECTOR: Wow. This was really unproductive...eh, whatever. Who cares? You're all just a buncha fuckin' robots. Okay, see you next week.
