UnpleasantlySexy

A study in Moronics...

Here is an actual example of an e-mail conversation I had with the less-creepy of the two guys I work with (my side of the discussion is in green):



You know what would make just about anything into something awesome? Robot arms.

But what if they stopped working?

There's still an aesthetic coolness about them. You'd be like a mechanized T-Rex. Cool!

But you wouldn't have the cool teeth to kill things with, or be able to run fast, because your small crappy robot arms would still weigh a lot.

My robot arms could beat up your robot arms.

Nuh-uh, cuz mine would be large and useful, while yours would be small and useless.

Robot arms aren't subject to the laws of man. That means I could kill you.

I would take you to Part-Robot-People's court. They would take care of you there.

You're missing a crucial point, here.

What point is that?

Robot arms are still undeniably cool, regardless of circumstance.

I'm denying it. Therefore it is not undeniable.

Your denial is implausible. Therefore, it isn't not undeniable.

But I plaused it, therefore it isn't implausible.

"Plaused" it? Well. Now you've done it. Breathe it in, buddy. This…here…now…is the very pinnacle of stupidity.

I think i can go higher.

Oh, I know you can. The problem is, the word stupidity could no longer describe it. The English language has no word to describe it. In the ancient tongue of the natives of Papua, New Guinea, you will have achieved mook-look-ook-chook. Transcendence is truly awe-inspiring, isn't it?



I fell into a coma at this point.




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