wheatley

7mo

Can’t wait for the future when we can completely leave human interaction in the Stone Age where it belongs.

When 2030 hit we all gonna be in our hi-tech one bedroom apartments with everything we need. Imagine waking and drinking the coffee you just downloaded onto your iPhone 42 and hopping into your bullet coupe Tesla while you take a pre-work nap during your commute. Your Tesla takes you straight to your windowless office so you can avoid conversation with all of your co-workers. From there you put in a hard 8 hour virtual reality shift at your job, then hop back into your space whip and hit the Wendy’s drive-thru for that 4-for-4 that has stood the test of time. When you arrive back at home your thicc as s*** robot wife is laying naked on the couch waiting for you not just looking like a snack, but a whole f***ing meal. You finish your Wendy’s nuggets without the sauce then proceed to smash your robo-wife for hours. She doesn’t speak much, but she doesn’t have to. It’s been 7 years and the two of you have yet to have a conversation more than two sentences. It’s as if you’ve forgotten how to speak to her. The last real conversation you had with any women was in 2023 when you left your old human girlfriend on read after you received a text from Amazon notifying you that you new package has arrived.

As you stare at the back of your robo-wife’s perfect head, you grow suspicious. What are her wants? What are her needs? What does she think? Does she think? All these thoughts race through you mind at once and suddenly you’ve surmised that she’s having an affair with the male robot next door. A new model with meat like an Arizona can. Seconds later you nut. Exhausted, you roll over and pass out. You wake up in a haze. The smell of a fresh cup of coffee radiates from your phone. Another day, just like the one before has started once again. Good morning.

wheatley

7mo

Can’t wait for the future when we can completely leave human interaction in the Stone Age where it belongs.

When 2030 hit we all gonna be in our hi-tech one bedroom apartments with everything we need. Imagine waking and drinking the coffee you just downloaded onto your iPhone 42 and hopping into your bullet coupe Tesla while you take a pre-work nap during your commute. Your Tesla takes you straight to your windowless office so you can avoid conversation with all of your co-workers. From there you put in a hard 8 hour virtual reality shift at your job, then hop back into your space whip and hit the Wendy’s drive-thru for that 4-for-4 that has stood the test of time. When you arrive back at home your thicc as s*** robot wife is laying naked on the couch waiting for you not just looking like a snack, but a whole f***ing meal. You finish your Wendy’s nuggets without the sauce then proceed to smash your robo-wife for hours. She doesn’t speak much, but she doesn’t have to. It’s been 7 years and the two of you have yet to have a conversation more than two sentences. It’s as if you’ve forgotten how to speak to her. The last real conversation you had with any women was in 2023 when you left your old human girlfriend on read after you received a text from Amazon notifying you that you new package has arrived.

As you stare at the back of your robo-wife’s perfect head, you grow suspicious. What are her wants? What are her needs? What does she think? Does she think? All these thoughts race through you mind at once and suddenly you’ve surmised that she’s having an affair with the male robot next door. A new model with meat like an Arizona can. Seconds later you nut. Exhausted, you roll over and pass out. You wake up in a haze. The smell of a fresh cup of coffee radiates from your phone. Another day, just like the one before has started once again. Good morning.

Darth Whoreleone

7mo

Would yall f*** android p**** on some Detroit: Become Human s***

Darth Whoreleone

7mo

Would yall f*** android p**** on some Detroit: Become Human s***

Darth Whoreleone

7mo

Would yall f*** android p**** on some Detroit: Become Human s***