Other Craptions

Great. A courtesy droid with a big smile and bigger tits. Now what is a girl with a liberal arts degree supposed to do to earn a living?

Shit, America. Get it together. Even our robots are fat.

He has a face only a Stop sign could love.

Well, it's more busty and has more personality than my last girlfriend...

A lot of people claim that Oscar Emery-Pratt got his job because his dad owns the company, but it's really because he smiles a lot and isn't afraid to terminate other employees.

Oscar was later mugged by three Segways and an iPod.

After Rosie retired from her service to the Jetsons, she really let herself go...

"Give me a quarter, and I'll tell you your weight. Give me twenty dollars, and I'll gently vibrate for you all night."

Oscar vowed to be a real boy, even if it meant taking out every other boy on Earth...

Capable of either smiling or making an O-face. Now that's my kind of robot. (wink!)

its nice to see the photo copier work its way up the corporate ladder.

Oh great, now the greeter at Wal-Mart has been replaced.

Hello, I'll be your nightmare this evening.

Well sure, the robot's happy, but the midget inside is fuckin' miserable.

After working as a mannequin, Death-Bot feels no remorse when enslaving mankind.

We were going to replace you with a robot until we realized your job can be done by a box with glowing lights in it.

Emery Pratt, bringing you state of the art 70's technology, today.

"I'm so happy to see you that I just ejected a floppy disc."

To make your robot look more dangerous and make white people nervous, simply reverse his ball-cap.

Man, I hate when robots dress so you can't tell if it's a chick or a dude.

Looks like the baking soda volcano is gonna' have to settle for second place.

Why the hell did we make the Rage-Meter in the shape of a smile? Run for your fucking lives.

It took me two years to realize Oscar was a robot. In my defense, he's got more personality than the rest of my co-workers.

"The answer is 42."

Any technological advancement that makes kids cry, well, I'm all for it

Something tells me Oscar is more interesting to talk to than that mustachioed prick behind him.

Real Sci-fi geeks build robots to attend cons for them.

Needing to consume a human to complete his transformation, Disembowler5000 spies a photographer. Disembowler5000 smiles.

New neck, huh?

The Super Genocide Killtron 2000: Now more family-friendly!

Insert two quarters and remove pants for prostate exam.

R2 Doo Doo

Emery-Pratt, making sub-par robotics since 1994!

Gary Busey never won an oscar. He made himself one.

Impressive, but will it ever learn how to love?

The best Christian Science has to offer.

No, my job's safe until they create a robot that can smile at dick-head customers like an idiot - OH SHIT!

"...and the hands are ergonomically designed to crush a human testicle..."

"I'm just a little robot child" said the disguised pedophile

The Emery-Pratt Company -- Making Lame-ass robots, since at least 1985!

Oh, sure, you can beat me at chess, and you can calculate pi to 8,000 digits. But, I challenge you. To a race. To the top of the stairs. So wipe that stupid smile off your face.

Bob (pictured back and to the left) was a robot. Oscar was ever so much more.

if you stare into its face you can see its hidden feelings of fear.

The real reason daleks keep invading the earth. Helen of Tron.

Who snuck the doll out of my masturbatorium?!

Oscar...Oscar.........WAIT A MINUTE!! THAT'S A MEXICAN ROBOT, HERE TO STEAL OUR AMERICAN ROBOTS' JOBS!!

"Would you like to play a game?"

I, for one, welcome our new, poorly-constructed, obsolete robot overlords.

Gross!! He has a belt made out of robot teeth!!!