D4VE is dragged by his partner-bot, S4LLY, through the corridors of a high class hotel.
D4VE: It’s just not my format.
S4LLY: Our sex life is BSOD. We’re doing this, D4VE.
They stop outside an ornate double-door. A large jar, filled with USB keys of various size and colour, rests on a side-table by the door. S4LLY drops her USB key, complete with Atari keychain, into the jar.
D4VE: I don’t think I’m the render farm type.
S4LLY: Well there’s no rebooting now.
S4LLY and D4VE enter to a scene that neither of them were prepared for.
It is a full on Robot Orgy - far more intricate and depraved than either of them could have expected. Like a technological version of Hieronymus Bosch’s “The Garden of Earthly Delights”.
A sea of extension cables, adaptor sockets and patch bays. Jump leads and car batteries. Voltmeters. Electromagnets. A-batteries being forced where only AAA’s should fit.
Cans of WD40 litter the floor.
The punchline is pure awesome. That's the kind of payoff that's funny digitally, but the incongruity of it , say, in the print medium, is absurd enough to get me rolling. Very cool page.ReplyDelete