• July 7, 2020 at 12:04 am
    Toxic Deplorable Racist SAH B Woodman

    I would have fallen for the same line.

  • July 7, 2020 at 12:34 am
    Too Tall

    R200 develop emotions?

    On the other hand, with Jo’s developing sense of humor, the irresistible force is about to meet the unmovable object.

    Even the strongest of materials has its limits.

  • July 7, 2020 at 12:56 am

    ER, is birth control advisable? Wonder what their progeny will look like.

    • July 7, 2020 at 9:06 am
      Unca Walt

      Kids’d look like little Roombahs rolling around.

      • July 7, 2020 at 12:10 pm

        And trying to consume anything they come across.
        They might look different from normal rugrats but would have the same habits.

      • July 7, 2020 at 10:11 pm

        Yeah, I think the 3 second rule will apply

      • July 8, 2020 at 1:16 am
        Too Tall

        Best sub-thread EVAH!

      • July 7, 2020 at 11:37 pm

        ….or BB-8

  • July 7, 2020 at 1:07 am
    Punta Gorda

    Balance is gonna be needed.

  • July 7, 2020 at 1:08 am

    She vill be mounted und stuffed.

  • July 7, 2020 at 1:48 am
    T Paul

    That’s not a terminator line. That’s from Star Trek II: Wrath of Kahn. Saavik said it.

    • July 7, 2020 at 5:02 am
      Punta Gorda

      … Kristy Alley.

      Yeah I know. But she was a looker!

      • July 7, 2020 at 5:02 am
        Punta Gorda


        (Phone had a deadpool moment)

      • July 7, 2020 at 9:23 am


    • July 7, 2020 at 10:10 am

      Reminiscent of Burges Meredith’s many lines at the end of one of the Grumpy Old Men movies. Ann Margaret!

  • July 7, 2020 at 2:13 am

    Knowing the abilities and nuclear outputs of those two, I’m not sure I’d want to be in the same county when they decide to swap lubricants……….

  • July 7, 2020 at 5:00 am
    Punta Gorda

    When you sit back and think about the difficulties of encoding human emotional responses into an AI…. how will ecstasy be treated?

  • July 7, 2020 at 5:48 am
    Big Jim

    Probably something like “jumper cable(s)”….

  • July 7, 2020 at 7:36 am

    She WOULD make a great hood ornament!

    Zar Belk!

    • July 7, 2020 at 11:10 am

      On what vehicle…

      • July 7, 2020 at 3:13 pm

        M-1 Abrams

      • July 7, 2020 at 10:12 pm

        Does it have pink and purple tuck and roll with a little bobbing headed dog in the window…

  • July 7, 2020 at 7:41 am

    I recognize those guns…
    Rub” 😉

    • July 7, 2020 at 7:43 am

      Or would it be
      Clank klank?

      • July 7, 2020 at 7:55 am

        The noisiest thing in the world is two skeletons screwing on a tin roof in a hailstorm using a tin can for a rubber…..but these two might rival that….

      • July 7, 2020 at 12:13 pm

        Squeak squeak?

  • July 7, 2020 at 9:10 am

    Airgap your robots to prevent the transmission of viruses.

  • July 7, 2020 at 9:26 am

    I think it is a match made in Heaven. Or should I say “day by day”.

    • July 7, 2020 at 11:41 am

      Match made here for sure.

  • July 7, 2020 at 11:11 am

    Referencing Norm’s earlier comment…
    “Balony Pony”

  • July 7, 2020 at 12:11 pm
    Hotrod Lincoln

    Hmmmmm- – – – -I hope they’ve both got the same ground polarity!

  • July 7, 2020 at 12:44 pm

    Jo could use a little plumping in the midsection to be proportionate with that bosom

    • July 7, 2020 at 2:30 pm
      Punta Gorda


  • July 7, 2020 at 2:09 pm

    Something wrong R200? Dammit… sorry Jo, Javier created it from unobtainium.

  • July 7, 2020 at 3:14 pm

    Am I sitting on a shelf, or are you just happy to see me?

  • July 7, 2020 at 6:29 pm
    John M.

    Yesterday we saw that Jo was down to 4% charge. In the past we’ve seen that Jo has the proper receptacle, but R200 is an unknown factor for recharge capability… and the possibility for overcharge is significant!

    • July 7, 2020 at 8:59 pm

      I’d say her ability to remotely suck the juice out of a whole pack of thugs and immediately unleash it back on them bodes poorly for Ahnold, as that receptacle makes it so convenient to discharge his whole load with her/it sucking him to dead zero recall…but what a way to go, even for a bot!

      • July 7, 2020 at 9:15 pm

        Can’t write that sucking story without some full recall of my own…1979 my wife and I were separated. It was a whole ‘nother world then for a hot young Turk (oh yes I was, looking through some old pics the other night 🙂 ) in his mid-twenties in the playground that was Palm Beach at that time.

        So anyway I was at a dealer/broker gathering of hoity toity Worth Avenue Palm Beach jewelers and the brokers like my new boss and mentor who schmoozed and hustled them on big diamonds and watches priced like cars etc. Millions of dollars in goods changing hands “on the arm”, aka with a handshake pending settlement later among the mostly 50-70 year old rich dudes who were very focused on that trade and not so much on their typically much younger, gorgeous, bored, and neglected women.

        Like I said I was pretty sharp and a little rebellious because I could get away with it; that is where I learned that rich dudes love to be disputed and argued with and are often shocked but glad and appreciative for something other than the typical ass-kissing.

        So this night the fancy hotel had a bunch very spendy cars in the VIP area and I got a little attention when I thumped in among them on a very nice pre-AMF hot-rodded Sportster that the boss had picked up among the occasional collector vehicles he bought for cheap or on trade and eventually turn over for double $. In the meantime I told him that HD needed to be ridden occasionally. Like on this occasion for instance. 🙂

        Some of the ladies had wandered out into the porte coche’re for some air or a smoke or a snort and I made some kind of cocky (and cock-y) comment, whereupon one of three drop-dead gorgeous Jewish girls decked in diamonds and haute couture advanced slowly toward me standing at the back of the bike, put one manicured finger on my chest, pushing me onto the wide solo sadde backwards, while oozing out the words…Boy why don’t you just sit down right there on your pretty toy while I find this other pretty toy with this, (sliding her finger down my chest and every so lightly across my spreadeagled legs and then up her bosom and touching her lips)…and just drain you dry, would you like that boy because I would…I was shocked into silence.

        And then, then she was saying, almost softly singing, what’s it gonna be boy, yes or no? What’s it gonna be boy, yes. or. no? And I realized she was doing Meatloaf Paradise by the Dashboard Lights…a song made just a year or so before wife and I split, and that we had agreed had been written just for us in every detail and in every way, even the long play version was all about us…

        How could this incredibly sexy Jewish girl know, I mean she couldn’t know, but she was mocking me for thinking I was indeed hot and decided to punish me for my impudence and my impure thoughts of betraying my good sweet wife…but somehow she had to have known, or I thought she did, same effect either way. And I could swear I heard some light laughing as the girls headed back in to the soiree.

        So I didn’t get drained, I did get embarrassed but that took a while for the shock to wear off and apparently it didn’t do me any harm as I joined with the good old Jewish boys in their little trade orgy later and did pretty well. And I think looking back that experience created a whole new appreciation in me for Jews in general, the men for the depth of knowledge and depth of trust they had in each other, and the women…all of these three had to have been about my age but their sophistication and ability to shut down a brash young boy with just a touch and some gentle words…that was my first real connection with the Jewish American Princess, transplanted as a species from NY but seen often in the wild in their Southern range and I did have some times with another JAP, my own boss’s granddaughter, like I said I courted a little danger back then…but never agains was it like right there in that fancy carport on a warm Palm Beach night.

      • July 7, 2020 at 11:09 pm

        Are you on drugs? Or are you schizophrenic? That is one of the most bizarre tirades I’ve ever heard.

      • July 8, 2020 at 12:23 am

        As someone who grew up on Miami Beach (and all of South Florida) and especially among that form of princess, and other forms, that is not a strange a tirade.

      • July 8, 2020 at 12:46 am

        Not quite clear on the whole words have meanings thing, eh CuriousB? I don’t think “schizophrenic” and “tirade” mean what you think they mean, but happy to engage as I am actually curious to see if you have any idea wtf you’re talking about…

      • July 8, 2020 at 12:50 am

        It was a whole ‘nother world wasn’t it NotYet?

        Of course it’s a whole ‘nother ‘nother world now…

        Some things you wish you could do over. And some things you’re lucky you can’t.

      • July 8, 2020 at 7:49 am

        You are right JTC, neither “schizophrenia” nor “tirade” apply, but I stand by bizarre. Sorry, it was late and I didn’t read through it very carefully.

      • July 9, 2020 at 1:52 pm

        I’ll take bizarre, Curious…

        Would that I could get it back again…but the previous life and times of JTC is the inspiration for that last part about wishing for things that you’re lucky you don’t get.

  • July 7, 2020 at 6:49 pm

    Could be quite the arc reaction. Could be a superfast charge for Jo, and a radical drain on R.



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