“They say they love each other but who knows, maybe it’s just part of their routine. Anyway, can robots really be in love? This is how it goes; She cooks dinner, practically the same meal every night. He comes home barking at everyone like a fascist dictator, who is scared his penis would fall off, if he ever helped clear the table, and she lets him walk all over her. It’s not the life for me, no thank you.”