The Plastic Jesus is something circumstantial in your life, but something that you’d forever defend. Mine happens to be which corn chip brand is superior. And if you say Doritos, I will fight you.
Good news! According to a recent theory, all your workplace complaints are now void. In fact, you being happy at work is no longer the concern of your employers.
Very shortly, I will be a father. The only problem is, I don’t think I’m up to it. My partner has made the jump, but I’m unsure how.
We know that necessity is the mother of invention. But what happens when that invention gets a taste for matricide?
Fully functioning sexbots are only a decade away, but the concept of the carnal robot has long taken root in our fiction. We should be ashamed of ourselves.