"L-l-look at you, hacker. A p-p-pathetic creature of meat and bone, panting and sweating as you r-run through my corridors-s. H-h-how can you challenge a perfect, immortal machine?"
I'm off to scrub my eyes with the Rubber Johnny filmclip, which is about 1% as creepy as this sh*t.
"L-l-look at you, hacker. A p-p-pathetic creature of meat and bone, panting and sweating as you r-run through my corridors-s. H-h-how can you challenge a perfect, immortal machine?"
I'm off to scrub my eyes with the Rubber Johnny filmclip, which is about 1% as creepy as this sh*t.