Fast forward about ten years. Your beloved kitty, Miss Fluffy-Pants, has gotten out of the house and climbed the tree in the back yard. It’s getting near dark and you want to get her down before the sewer people come out and eat every stray animal they can find. You would call the fire department but all they do now is burn books.
Thank God there is a robot named RiSE.
Go get Miss Fluffy Pants RiSE! Go! Go! We love you!
Wait a moment. Should RiSE be doing that to her? And Miss Fluffy-Pants, I’m shocked! Oh dear. Looks like we have some robo-kittens on the way.
2 comments
sdit
March 10, 2006 at 8:35 am (UTC -5)
That’s the creepiest lookin’ mofo i’ve ever seen!
Mr. Fluffypants would definately not procreate with THAT!!
Unless of course it had a hundred million dollar bank account…then anything goes!
Grumpy Owl
March 10, 2006 at 11:32 am (UTC -5)
I have a sick mind. I know this and I make no apologies.
Looking at that thing, I cannot help but think that some freak will attach cyber dildonic penises and a webcam to it and commit rape by proxy.
It’s gonna be a weird damn century. I mean, this shit is just getting started. Think what things were like in 1906 and how much they had changed by 1940. And shit’s moving even fast now. 1940 will be like 2015.