CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
Stuart walked into a bar.
"Hello, can I help you?" said the robot bartender (it was the future.)
"No," Stuart said, honestly. "Nobody can help me."
"Drink then?" it asked, no emotion in its mechinical voice.
"No, I don't drink," said Stuart, evenly. "I don't do anything."
"Well, you walked into my bar, that's something!" said the robot, engaging 'Happy Mode'.
"Yeah, I'm a real winner," said Stuart, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a THERMAL DETONATOR.
"Oh my, a thermal detonator!" said the robot. "If I was wearing pants I would have soiled them! Are you going to rob me?"
"Nah," said Stuart and blew up the bar killing himself, the robot, 39 other people and three cats who were in an alley outside.
THE END
"Hello, can I help you?" said the robot bartender (it was the future.)
"No," Stuart said, honestly. "Nobody can help me."
"Drink then?" it asked, no emotion in its mechinical voice.
"No, I don't drink," said Stuart, evenly. "I don't do anything."
"Well, you walked into my bar, that's something!" said the robot, engaging 'Happy Mode'.
"Yeah, I'm a real winner," said Stuart, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a THERMAL DETONATOR.
"Oh my, a thermal detonator!" said the robot. "If I was wearing pants I would have soiled them! Are you going to rob me?"
"Nah," said Stuart and blew up the bar killing himself, the robot, 39 other people and three cats who were in an alley outside.
THE END