Just an update on the inevitable robot uprising in which we will surely all perish because The Matrix is nonsense and the robots have no reason to keep us alive:
Big Dog can throw things now. First cinder blocks, next your mutilated corpse into the enormous machine they use to turn biological matter into a sort of carbon sludge that's used to fuel their spaceships as they leave the Earth is search of new planets to conquer.
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