BDA #132: Radioactive innocence BDA #131: The post-atomic era BDA #133: Even encased in ice, the lust shines through Whatever that is supposed to mean.
“Return to location:nightclub, human female. Your designated period of consuming restricted substances and having fun has not yet expired!”
Why do I feel sad for the poor little cork-screw bot, just looking for a bottle of wine to open?
He is vaguely reminiscent of Robby from Forbidden Planet.
“Return to location:nightclub, human female. Your designated period of consuming restricted substances and having fun has not yet expired!”