When Death Robots Can No Longer Get Work In Their Chosen Profession

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"I make you die with blinky HellCock now clack clack clack."

"More tea, vicar?"

"...confirmed."

"Vicar... are you crying?"

"Reverend BloodDrench Robo Crush simply has something in his lens. Leave Reverend BloodDrench Robo Crush alone now, fleshy one."

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[fornikate]

I'd hire him!