3? Good gracious. I couldn't have handled three *and* a moodtheme last night, it would have kicked my ass. And you crochet too. Wow. That's kind of awesome. You went to bed less than four hours ago then. That's actually painful. But! I get to sleep in tomorrow. :)
That's exactly what he's thinking. "Buses are not all that," he says to himself. "I don't think I should have been booted up merely to ride on a bus and get smooshed. Someone please repair me and allow me to do something more worthy of my processors," he thinks. "Also, I hear there's a cute pink bot chick somewhere in town. Someone might introduce us."
Someone's got to kiss the babies, and I'm not sure Warren is the man for that kind of thing. If I had a baby, I'd much rather the docile Warrenbot kissed it.
I might prefer the pie line to dogs. Unless they're tiny dogs with quasi-human hair. They don't make me sneeze.
Andrew's mother is such a spammer it's unreal. Tragically, that's what happens when one son is a sociopath and the other seems to soak up whatever is going on around him and act accordingly, which is also sociopathic. Maybe she was never there to teach them anything because she was sending so much spam, even before the internet, when she'd send letters, telegrams, and even, on one memorable occasion, a whole flock of homing pigeons.
3 and a moodtheme would likely have kicked my ass too, but fortunately I am not making a mood theme, because I am too lazy *g* But not too lazy for crochet. I went to bed after Angel finished, and before Angel I watched a film about two crazy kids who meet at a mental institution, fall in love, and go on the run. He he he. I do envy your ability to sleep in tomorrow, but I got to sleep in every day for the past four months or so, so I can't complain really.
Poor Warrenbot. His life was so tragically cut short, before he'd ever really had a chance to make his mark on the world. Clearly he needs fic. He didn't look irreparably damaged, I think. Perhaps Buffy or Xander had the presence of mind to stash his robot body in the trunk of their car so they could take him home and store him safely in the basement or something. Couldn't be leaving that kind of technology lying by the side of the road after all. Or, if they did leave him lying by the side of the road, which, let's face it, they probably did, maybe some kindly passing techno-wizard found him and fixed him up. So much possibility!
I think I'd probably keep my baby away from any form of Warren, but I am somewhat paranoid about such things. Warrenbot is most likely the safer option, although he might not realise his own strength and smooch the baby by accident. On balance, it's probably best that Warren in all his forms avoids babies, and just relies on his Legions of Terror to ensure his continued Lordship of Sunnydale.
Perhaps you could make the dogs live in the backyard, throw food at them through the window, and never go into the yard yourself. That way you'd fulfil the commandments of the Buffybot, but you'd be safe from the dogs.
I think you may just have hit the nail on the head as to why those Wells boys are so crazy. This, my friends, is the real reason why spam is bad. The hidden trauma of spam - it needs a tv special, or maybe a mini series, to alert people to the danger.
That film sounds like top class fic inspiration. Who doesn't want Crazy!Warren hooking up with Crazy!Tucker and going on the run? Sounds good to me. I am watching a double Battlestar Galactica tonight and also possibly a movie, so there'll be much sleeping-in in the morning. Probably to the insanely luxurious hour of 9am.
Those idiots probably left him right where he fell. Luckily, Knox was on that bus on the way to this recruitment thing for some law firm in LA and managed to salvage what was left and stash it in luggage. After a few weeks he managed to figure out the circuitry and repair the damage to the ocular cables and the latex. He decided not to join the law firm, since, if he did, they would own the bot patent, and brought it back to his own lab in Flagstaff instead, where he nursed it back to bot-health. It then returned to Sunnydale, abondoning Knox's lab in favour of being the Bot-Overlord of his home town and finding that cute pink Girl-Bot he was sure lived there. Knox eventually followed him and became his PA/repair man. Also his child-builder. And the Warrenbot and the Buffybot lived happily ever after.
It's a cute story. One for the kids, for sure.
You're probably right about the bot accidentally smooshing (or smooching?) kids, though. Wise just to stay away. Legions of doom - far better idea.
I think a hearfelt made-for-tv movie, followed by a spin-off series. It's a serious issue and needs to be addressed. Very few homing pigeons were harmed in the making of this motion picture.
That's exactly why I watched it. I'm glad to hear you agree. The only problem is that I keep getting "but I tried to kill myself, I could be in that institution too", "yeah, and I did that thing with the flying monkey demons, you know? At the play? I need some therapy and stuff." etc. Everyone else wants in on this 'verse, and I keep trying to put them off. Bad boys, bad! I shall be at the gym today (glimpsed self in mirror and Marks and Spenser while shopping for clothes. newly inspired to work out at gym. must lose weight!), and then CSI is on, but we're off to Newbury *again* tomorrow, so I shall probably be up and out by 9am, in a bizarre reversal of fortunes.
Knox! Of course! It all makes sense now! I'm so glad to hear he found a worthwhile and useful outlet for his minion tendencies. That whole "Illyria" phase just wasn't a flattering look.
Smooshing the kids is likely preferable to smooching them, but neither is ideal.
Definitely. That sounds utterly perfect, and will raise the profile of the issue of spam-ruined children. Beautiful. I'm glad to hear that only a few homing pigeons were harmed.
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Date: 2004-11-18 10:58 pm (UTC)That's exactly what he's thinking. "Buses are not all that," he says to himself. "I don't think I should have been booted up merely to ride on a bus and get smooshed. Someone please repair me and allow me to do something more worthy of my processors," he thinks. "Also, I hear there's a cute pink bot chick somewhere in town. Someone might introduce us."
Someone's got to kiss the babies, and I'm not sure Warren is the man for that kind of thing. If I had a baby, I'd much rather the docile Warrenbot kissed it.
I might prefer the pie line to dogs. Unless they're tiny dogs with quasi-human hair. They don't make me sneeze.
Andrew's mother is such a spammer it's unreal. Tragically, that's what happens when one son is a sociopath and the other seems to soak up whatever is going on around him and act accordingly, which is also sociopathic. Maybe she was never there to teach them anything because she was sending so much spam, even before the internet, when she'd send letters, telegrams, and even, on one memorable occasion, a whole flock of homing pigeons.
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Date: 2004-11-19 04:48 am (UTC)Poor Warrenbot. His life was so tragically cut short, before he'd ever really had a chance to make his mark on the world. Clearly he needs fic. He didn't look irreparably damaged, I think. Perhaps Buffy or Xander had the presence of mind to stash his robot body in the trunk of their car so they could take him home and store him safely in the basement or something. Couldn't be leaving that kind of technology lying by the side of the road after all. Or, if they did leave him lying by the side of the road, which, let's face it, they probably did, maybe some kindly passing techno-wizard found him and fixed him up. So much possibility!
I think I'd probably keep my baby away from any form of Warren, but I am somewhat paranoid about such things. Warrenbot is most likely the safer option, although he might not realise his own strength and smooch the baby by accident. On balance, it's probably best that Warren in all his forms avoids babies, and just relies on his Legions of Terror to ensure his continued Lordship of Sunnydale.
Perhaps you could make the dogs live in the backyard, throw food at them through the window, and never go into the yard yourself. That way you'd fulfil the commandments of the Buffybot, but you'd be safe from the dogs.
I think you may just have hit the nail on the head as to why those Wells boys are so crazy. This, my friends, is the real reason why spam is bad. The hidden trauma of spam - it needs a tv special, or maybe a mini series, to alert people to the danger.
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Date: 2004-11-19 06:31 am (UTC)Those idiots probably left him right where he fell. Luckily, Knox was on that bus on the way to this recruitment thing for some law firm in LA and managed to salvage what was left and stash it in luggage. After a few weeks he managed to figure out the circuitry and repair the damage to the ocular cables and the latex. He decided not to join the law firm, since, if he did, they would own the bot patent, and brought it back to his own lab in Flagstaff instead, where he nursed it back to bot-health. It then returned to Sunnydale, abondoning Knox's lab in favour of being the Bot-Overlord of his home town and finding that cute pink Girl-Bot he was sure lived there. Knox eventually followed him and became his PA/repair man. Also his child-builder. And the Warrenbot and the Buffybot lived happily ever after.
It's a cute story. One for the kids, for sure.
You're probably right about the bot accidentally smooshing (or smooching?) kids, though. Wise just to stay away. Legions of doom - far better idea.
I think a hearfelt made-for-tv movie, followed by a spin-off series. It's a serious issue and needs to be addressed. Very few homing pigeons were harmed in the making of this motion picture.
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Date: 2004-11-19 10:21 am (UTC)Knox! Of course! It all makes sense now! I'm so glad to hear he found a worthwhile and useful outlet for his minion tendencies. That whole "Illyria" phase just wasn't a flattering look.
Smooshing the kids is likely preferable to smooching them, but neither is ideal.
Definitely. That sounds utterly perfect, and will raise the profile of the issue of spam-ruined children. Beautiful. I'm glad to hear that only a few homing pigeons were harmed.