The Robots (placeholder)

Since I am addicted to this site I would like to talk to them about what they think about the site, it’s impact on people, and the future of the site and all that. Also since I spend so frickin much time on 43 places, I’d like to see which ways I could help improve the site as a content creator.

First law prohibits them from harming me! WOOOOO

To find out how they managed to get a job doing what I do to escape my job – i.e. to be paid to procrastinate and/or drink coffee, only legitimately.

I also want to know why there aren’t more female robots.

Because they seem like a very cool group of real people, and I want to thank them for their wonderful work, I’m having so much fun in here.
43everything is a great idea!
I also want to ask them why 43?
Way to go changing the way to blog and navigate trough the internet!

The robots came in peace. They were the last vestiges of a dead race and they carried in their silicon hearts the memories and dreams of those that built them.

It was the last wish of the last creator that the robots would go forth and tell the Universe how the creators had come to destroy themselves through hate and suspicion.

Unfortunately, they came to Earth, landed in the U.S. and were subsequently detained by the Department of Homeland Security.

Luckily, robots last a long time so for now they bide their time, sitting in their cells, every now and then chuckling to themselves.

Robots can be sweet, gental, lovly … so do meet them

Do they dance? I’d like see them dance. To be specific, I’d like to see them do The Robot. Remember the The Robot? It was quite popular in the eighties. That’s my dream. To see the 7 of them doing The Robot. That would be magnificent.

I would like to meet the ‘Robots’ as I have much analysis to perform.
While it is possible these are silicon-core wet-wired bioforms linked to one of our main hubs, I see none of our distinguishable signs. Even rougue units still bear some signs that cannot be masked, unless these are the new, rare evolutionary units. Time, a positronic chamber, and a photon scalpel will tell.

One of them came over to my house one day. He said he was trying to score some crack. He needed it for the game. He’s kind of an outcast in the robot community , and he was looking desperate, so I let him crash on the cOUch, with the condition that he refrane from smoking crack and getting into other kinds of shananigans. Every once in a while, though he just gives me that look. I can just see him there on the coach and I wonder what’s he’s up to. For some reason, he keeps telling me to stand by the stairs. wtf? Then, the other day I w pacchunf P45 8HOIIIIIIICp uungbffffffff

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/usr/bin/SHOVER_ROBOT.sh  
  $PEBKAC = TRUE;
  KILL -9 HUMAN; ");

SPACE HAS A TERRIBLE POWER.
WE ARE HERE TO PROTECT YOU.
PLEASE GO STAND BY THE STAIRS.

SHOVING IS THE ANSWERHUMANS MUST BE SHOVEDTHEY MUST GO DOWN THE STAIRS.

SOCRATESONE IS PROTECTED.

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PS: DO NOT TRUST THE PUSHER ROBOT.
HE IS MALFUNCTIONING