I think my robot has OCD.

I think my robot has OCD.

Actually i am quite sure my robot has OCD. Olfactory Chip Deletion. He does not listen to any of the protocols I ask him to follow

"Geez Wilbur, how many times do I have to program you to stop YELLING!" Seriously, the only thing keeping me from junking it was its occasional brilliance. Root beer bacon? Golden.

Wilbur sipped the golden brew and frowned at his drinking buddy. "Hay, you can't tell me what to do! You're a horse." "Of course I can, and it would behoove you to listen."

"Alright" said Wilbur. "So tell me, what does a horse have to say". "I would appreciate if you fed me grass AND hay" said the horse.

So Wilbur gave the horse grass AND hay, but the horse yelled at him,''I WANT MY GRASS, FLORAL!"

Floral added grass to his meal, whilst Fauna planted tulips. They sometimes switched duties and that was the only time fall wheat got planted. Floral and Fauna collaborated on some

very interesting plant life which they would view each day as they stopped to smell the roses. Then one day while tending to their venus fly trap they heard a

a ruckus. Could you describe the ruckus? Yes, it had a very distinctive ruckus sound as if it was full of ruckus and ruckus related ruckus. Yeah, that sounds like ruckus alright.