Then we let them design and produce other robots to do their jobs, and on and on like that into the infinite. What could possibly go wrong?!

The quotient of box office takings divided by the amount of property damage depicted should absolutely be the way action movies are evaluated from now on. Let's call it the $MASH (Dollars Made and Stuff Hucked) number.

The robots could give us full luxury communism if we just seized the goddamn means of production.

It's basically like saying "I could go into this further, but those leftover enchiladas are calling my name"

Yeah, it's a pretty short drive, so that's good. But man, I stayed the night there last year in the middle of a trip and it put me in an existential funk for a solid week.

Stockton? Man, not worth it.

Okay, but really quick could you whip out your hog and send me a picture before you go?

Dude, only a first grader would buy your line. Most adults have a minimal degree of control of their emotions so they're not constantly on the verge of decking someone.

Whatever this is, it is going to be completely unwatchable.

Hitting is not an emotion.

Yeah, so maybe the correct position is "don't hit people."

what the fuck is this

Something tells me Seff Jessions is going to love this when it comes time to break out those obscenity laws.

Just borrow other people's computers/phones all the time, but especially when it's time to jack off.

Hey, they shit all of us.

Hey, some of the new, cool conservatives don't think you should go to jail if you smoke weed and are white.

To the extent that's true, it still isn't a good album.

Probably.

Boy, is it ever not that. I loved it as a teenager and tried listening to it again recently—boring, plodding, obnoxious, almost unlistenable.

To be fair, I am literally rending my clothing because of this story. I lost my job over it, but what am I supposed to do? Not freak out?