i don't feel like doing anything. my throat is sore. i'm upside down on the couch. i'm eating icecream.
but the germans have robots.
i need to stand up. i need to walk over there. i need to alert the taskforce.
the germans have robots.
i need to solve the equation. i must return to the modeling room. i've tried to solve the equation. it is a difficult equation to solve. but before now i did not know.
the germans have robots.
it's too much pressure. i'm watching tv. i want to stay in tonight. i want to watch tv. i want to enjoy my icecream.
but the germans have robots.
the reconnaissance team has completed their mission. they got inside. they took pictures. they were undetected. and now we know for an absolute fact.
the germans have robots.
i'm wearing my loungederwear. i'm settled in for the evening. i don't feel well. i want to call in sick.
but the germans have robots.
how dare they. those stupid people. can't follow a simple michael douglas movie but somehow, all of a sudden.
the germans have robots.
i cannot stand them. i will not stand for them. i will stay right here on the couch and eat my icecream and watch my tv. i just don't feel like doing anything.
let the germans have their robots.
