Friday, January 21, 2011

4 comments:

Octopunk said...

Is the holocommunicator back on line? The what? The phone? I'm a goddamn metal-headed Frankenstein from outer space! I'm not gonna use a goddamn phone.

Oh, fine, give it here.

Fuuuck, it's not even fucking cordless?

Jordan said...

Oh, this is all so droll and Paul-Lynde-like...

Johnny Sweatpants said...

I love the expression on the robot's face. It's lifeless and robotic with a trace of smugness.

Octopunk said...

Smugness offset by his big metal buck teeth.

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