I just don’t trust them
“Daddy, what was the final turning point before the robots made us their slaves?”
“Well, son… our scientists created………………… talking GPS. From that point on, there was no turning back.”
“Why’s that?”
“They started using pretty voices to tell us where to go and what to do. We didn’t even realize it until it was too late.”
“I drew a picture of the last days of our city.”
“That’s nice son. Now go to sleep. The machines will be here in a few hours.”
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