From the fertile minds of Lindstedt and Sterett circa 1977
Steve Lindstedt reports:
You know, that I am paying extra storage fees in my apartment complex, just to store my beloved 'Bots'. The apartment manager always wonders what I am storing in that small garage.
Every weekend, I charge their batteries, and wax their skis. You see, they stand at the ready, to ski, and take over the government at a moment's notice. We are just waiting for a decent amount of snow. Several weeks ago, I opened the garage, but, the robots declined to take any action, as there was only one inch of snow on the ground. Damned Tigard!! At least, they could have skiied down the hill to take command of Fred Meyer's. That way, I could have taken control of one small retail outlet, and thus brought back home many frozen pizzas and all the DVD's that I desired.
But, no, my Ski-Bots have turned out to be wimps, I guess they are getting old, as all they want is one small battery-charge per week and premium cable channels. Hell, just the other day, I went and opened the garage door, and I discovered that most of them didn't even have their skis on, they were just sitting on a sofa, smoking menthol cigarettes, and watching Letterman on TV, demanding more Quaker-State motor oil. Fuckin' ski-bots are more hassle than they are worth!!
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