Who'd had yet thunk it, in robot takeover tales of yore, that mad ramblings and futile lores, hamsters on horses, polished vacuous styles, and more, would be th

Who'd had yet thunk it, in robot takeover tales of yore, that mad ramblings and futile lores, hamsters on horses, polished vacuous styles, and more, would be the first to fall to our metallic overlords, drunk on statistics, apt at poetry, but still weak at chores...