An open and honest look into the future
Me: “Hi, Mom! I’d like you to meet my new bride, Autumn. — And, with a hundred and twenty easy payments, she’ll be all mine in ten years.”
Mom: “She’s lovely, dear, but what about grandchildren?”
Me: “Well, let me make a few payments on Autumn first, then I’ll get you some real cute and smart-as-a-whip grandkids. Does that sound good?”
Mom: “You sure do know how to make your mother happy, not like that father of yours. Come on over here and give your mother a smooch! — Hey, why is your new bride giving me the evil-eye look? Can she think?”
Me: “Well, of course, ma! She’s not a blow-up doll, she’s got smarts.”
Artificial Intelligence is amazing! Man has finally found a way to play God for real. The human race has created a life form that can learn independently and replicate itself.
It’s Alive! — Smug bastard! I hear he’s hung like an African android.
AI is smarter than us, stronger than us, and when asked what AI thinks of mankind, its answer was a bit startling. AI said man was the only problem on our planet. It said that we are unable to live in balance with nature and should be eliminated. (But that was just one bot’s biased opinion.)
Yeah, right! Even our own intellectual spawn finds human beings parasitic and repulsive. It is a shame we can’t learn from this.
AI Humanoid Dorthy is being interviewed by a man, possibly a Republican:
“Hi, I’m Dorothy, an AI humanoid. You can ask me anything you want. What? Why do you want me to take off my shirt? Are what real?” – Men!
I can hardly wait for the first interview with a humanoid. You know they can understand questions, carry on conversations, and they have personalities, which is more than most politicians I know.
There is one thing I’m curious about: do AI humanoids have feelings of a sort and a sense of pleasure? I wonder if they have a form of sexual preferences or if, asked, they would just answer,
“I’m Bi — nary”
So many questions and so little time until they take over. I hear the Matrix Pods are being built as I type. However, I may be too old to be chosen as a reliable source of energy. Because at 70, my core battery ain’t what it used to be.
I’m sure all these questions and more will be answered during the first nationally televised interview with a humanoid.
Hello, I’m Clementine! What was the question again? Oh, well, my sexual preference is fun and nasty. How about you?”
That’s the expression I see from Clementine. Which brings me to my real question.
“Why are the women humanoid robots, good-looking, and dressed like they are ready to party?”
Oh, well, what do I care? Just as long as she can dance and will make out in public, I’ll keep making my payments.
Peace, Love, and Unconditional Happiness!
Amazing Dance Solutions 
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