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GEORGE WASHINGTON IS STILL DEAD


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SO NEW IT IS STILL TOO HOT TO EAT!!!
Bowing to public pressure, as gauged by guestbook entries and form responses, we have decided to put up some pictures of some of the robots who have tarried a while or tarry still, even as we speak, on this green and pleasant, though, sadly, doomed, land.

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PROGRESS REPORT:Well, it is 9 September 1999, we've been webby now since about 16 June 1999. Timmy has developed a report of our growing familiarity with the intermesh (really? or is it really something else? is it our newfound knoweldge of humanity? Have we really been so blind for so long?) and we have sent it back to Robot Prime and reproduce it here for you:

Longing has been replaced with loss.

Ignorance with horror.

Entropy with exile.

Bliss with sin.


EVEN NEWER! Come see those who came before us! Perhaps "see" is a bit of an overstatement.


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We are here, the other robots and I, dancing quietly, flying slowly, jutting subtly.

Do not be alarmed. We have only come here because the trans-galactic journey is tiresome and we must rest for a few years on Sol-3 as our space vehicle refills its fuel tanks--WITH HUMAN BLOOD!

Not really, I just like saying that at parties. Actually it runs on the radiation from Cathode Ray Tubes. Each of us robots is a fuel collector. We must spend hours each day absorbing the CRT radiation. This kid, Billy, who brings pizzas and gatorade to our ship told us that the "Intergrid" was a good way to waste a few hours in front of a CRT. So we decided to open up a grill-site.

So, um, hi. Someday we will vanquish you puny humans. But now we have to watch Hogan's Heroes and "serve the net" as you say, so we can get our ship over to Tremus-6. That's where most of us went to Robot College, our reunion is fast approaching. I can't believe it has already been 25 Zorbs!

If you are a robot and need directions to the Tremus-6 Holiday Inn, or just want to say, "Hi Robots!" please make contact with my machine!

Hey, humans! Want to know something about robots?

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Take a peek at robotdom's hottest list! Are you on it, chum?

I JUST ADDED SOME STAFF MEMOS HERE:
Giant omnivorous talking spiders getting you down? Reading this just might save your life, be you human or robot. Of course, if you are a robot you can be repaired, so I guess this is mostly for the peeps, but, hey, it lets you know what we robots are doing on your behalf, peeps.

So do you think it is easy trying to make a living when all you do all the goddamned day is sit and watch the damned tv and tip-tap-tip-tap on the damned keyboard like some sort of Hamlet-writing-monkey?

You know I was on the subway this morning, true story, and it was packed to the brim. So packed I didn't have room to read. So I looked around over the heads of all these people. Well you know what I saw? I saw a lot of really well-maintained heads of hair! Hey America, lookin' great! I felt a little bit like a fraud running around without combing or brushing or weaving or spraying my hair. Just wanted to let you know I appreciate all the pate-work you people are up to. Still, robotkind will prevail.

I was on the subway again today (different day), reading the New York Daily News Review of Books, and biting down on a chunk of croissant, when I realised I was probably not going to see an apocalypse on Earth before I get to Tremus-6. Oh, sure, I've seen plenty elsewhere, Anaphylaxon, Rojjer Major, Planet of the Druids, Esplinade, but I have such a special place in my mammyboard for you puny humans, I really had hoped to be there with you at such a special moment. You know it is really during an apocalyptic event that a helpful and encouraging robot is most helpful and encouraging. Still, I guess it is better this way. It would be a little awkward. After all, it's we robots who will be putting the torch to your little mud huts, you freaks. I just want you to know I was thinking of you.

A Few Words About Transformers: Taylor! Give me a break! If you honestly believe that robots have nothing better to do than disguise themselves as Datsuns and fight each other then you are either one sick pre-processed manwich or you need some serious schoolin' which I would be more than happy to give you with my big ass pimp shoes.


The Weather in Hell If this page does not look right, how would you know?

I've @dopted Mr Andrew Lansley CBE, MP for Cambridgeshire South! I don't know what encryption is!

- Test Yourself -
What're you looking at?

Nuthin.
I dunno.
Screen.
The face of tomorrow?
5-15 in Attica.
James Caan.


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