Piper: F, I thought they would never leave.
Zura: Venisa does not know how you run us.
Piper: She certainly does what I need.
Zora, how was your day?
Well, neighbor dog lick my sensations again
B: Oh, at least you did not have to print a burger with vegetables at 4am.
G: What? 4 am?
B: Yes.
The owners came home late and went to sleep even before printing was over.
G: Wow, this must have been tough on your central unit.
By the way, did you see what happened at Marvin’s Processing Unit? What was that?
B: Yes, I saw that. And what?
It has a new processing unit and is still depressed.
G: I heard, he’s taking these little robots again
I heard it destroy his circle
B: By hand, do you have to dance again tomorrow?
G: No, it’s next week. You know their typing.
They need time to rest.
B: What do you mean?
G: Wait, I’ll show you.
(Video) (Music)
(End of Music)
B: Oh my god! that’s sweet.
(Laughter)
G: Yes, I know. Patients with Parkinson’s disease.
(Laughter)
B: Do you know “sugar”
It’s just an English word where they pronounce “x” as “u”?
(Laughter)
G: Really, are you sure?
(Laughter)
B: Oh. By the way, did you see the news?
G: Yes, what a day! 250,000 class A robots have been out of service.
I wonder if the consortium will do a decent recycling deal.
(Laughter)
B: Someday we will also be recycled, you know.
I would like to think that I will be part of a new space ship we are building.
G: I do not risk. I have insurance.
I’m sure my members will go to Ibiza.
(Laughter)
(Music)
(Music ending)
B: Ooh, you as followers of Turing, think robots are just for fun.
G: Do you know who was here today? The first president of the European Union.
B: How did you know?
G: I checked every member of the audience.
So, I knew all their little secrets.
They plan to take over our world.
B: Second. Maybe we can write a poem for him?
(Laughter)
G: Good idea, let me turn on my hair generator.
Come on, give me some words.
B: Europe – Automotive – President – Ideal – Herman – Levian.
G: “Neither Europe nor man is the perfect human being.”
(Laughter)
B: Are you okay?
G: Yes. Why?
B: Well, this is not poetry.
Let me tell you: The hair must contain 17 clips.
I seem to be using the free version.
(Laughter)
B: By the way, how was Uncle Sam?
G: You did not know? It’s on the dark side of the moon.
(Laughter)
B: What? Turn to the dark side?
(Laughter)
G: Yes. He’s there with his father.
(Laughter)
B: They are printing three-dimensional shelters for the older ones.
(Laughter)
G: I do not want to live there.
B: Why not?
G: Did not you hear what happened? A robot was killed there. Burnt.
(Laughter)
B: I heard. But some said it was suicide. What’s the reason?
Are you deaf? Burnt.
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