If you’re going down, you might as well go down in flames, right?
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Smiling drunkenly, Val said, “Heh. Go on, say it again in the droll British accent.” The First-Aid bot, who now looked like a butler with no pants, said, “Sigh. Would the two madams like another round of limbic fizzler cocktails?” Audri and Val broke out laughing, and then Val said, “This is the best.” Audri confirmed, “The dumbest best.” Val said, “Nothing is more the dumbest. And dumbhead.” Audri said. “Guy I was dating… the dumbest too.” The First-Aid bot, who now looked like a butler with no pants, said, “I’ll take that as a, ‘no thank you, we’ve drank plenty already.'” Miffed, Val pointed at the pantsless butler/bot and said, “Don’t you even think it, mister!”
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Mr. Dangle, butler.
Given the minimal amount of pixelation needed, first name Skimp.
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“Gerek!”
“I’ve come to rescue y– Oh.”
“Lasper?”
“I’ve come to… Um…”
“Our bodies?! And people we don’t know?”
“We’ve come to save– Oh, dear lord!”
“A strange tith we don’t know?”
“At last, my love! These criminals will not get away with… what… what are you… you can’t… There’s no way you–”
“Told you.”
“Sorry, my love! I believe you now!”
“Who are you people? What’s going on here?”
“YOU’RE asking US???”
If you want to go out with a bang, light the roman candle at both ends.
Oh my, I thought it would just be clothes.
If ya gotta go down, go down wasted.
Wouldn’t it be too funny if the food synth was making a video of all this, and posting it on every available video-sharing site it encountered? This joke would never end. However hard you prayed that it would, and quickly.
The food synth is probably sadder and wiser than any of us, and doesn’t bother. It’s seen everything.
I suppose a food synth with a sense of humor could be a liability. One day you might find breakfast consists of lampshades au gratin. Hard to get down.