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Robot talk




"How's that book you're reading?" one robot asked to the other.

 "Is it any good?"

 "Naah. Just the usual," replied her companion. 

Boy loses girl. Boy builds girl."
Source: Louis Philips, Way Out! (Viking Kestrel)

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