Brandon Bot slouched in the corner, tonguing away forlornly at his chocolate chocolate chip ice cream. There wasn’t much for him to do anymore except mindlessly slurp down what They told him was his favorite treat. Since the DPs were incapable of correcting his haphazard programming, Brandon Bot was mostly kept out of public view.
Definitely, Totally, 100% a Real Doctor Lady loomed over him. Brandon Bot cowered in fear.
“Time for you to get to work,” she snapped in her shrill and screechy voice. “The breakfast tacos are waiting.”
“Lying, dog-faced pony soldier,” Brandon Bot muttered under his breath.
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“Why, I remember in the war a real mean dude named Schnitzel…”
Most appropriate under the circumstances. giggle