“We’re going to need the help of robots and other forms of, uhhh, I guess you could say employment,” he said, shrugging. “We’re going to be employing a lot of artificial things.”
“We’re going to need the help of robots and other forms of, uhhh, I guess you could say employment,” he said, shrugging. “We’re going to be employing a lot of artificial things.”
Can’t you picture him and Stephen PeeWee Himmler Miller browsing the Google images together, looking for ideas for his Frankenbattleship?
“Oooh, look at that one. Wicked cool, right? I want something like that, but with bigger guns. And more of’em. And lots of real gold. All those other assholes got yachts, but I got a Trump-class battleship!”