Preach on, robot! Kids of all forms, organic and metallic, don't understand how fortunate they are. Back in my day, when a robot tried to kill me, it was only after I had walked to the robot factory uphill both ways in the snow. And when a robot tried to strangle me, I respected it. That was a robot trying to do quality work.
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