bugwber:
Eunuch Robot 3000 posed with the cast of "Nude on the Moon" on a sweltering Summer's day at the Coral Castle in Homestead, Florida. Then, suddenly and mysteriously, his mid-section rusted from a mysterious goo, according to reports in the Miami Herald.
Daleman:
David was concerned when Herpes came out, but once AIDS was identified he was taking no chances when it came to safe sex.
Racerex:
Actually, "Killdor the Invincible" was sent here to destroy the Earth. But, he got sidetracked in Palm Springs and the Interplanetary Council never heard from him again.
Generik:
As this bevy of beauties can attest, a hard man is good to find.
Lanzman:
Thousands of years from now, Hugh Hefner will still be going strong in his cybernetic body.
Abominable Dr. Phibes:
Hey, girls... Do you want sour cream and chives with me?
WEIRD_1:
That Robot gets all the hot babes.
Seltaeb:
Have I ever mentioned my great grandfather used to build robots?
BlueOnBlack:
Sarah Palin's Pageant Days - The Lost Tapes...
Buffoon:
"I think I oiled myself."
Tumbler:
"ummm... THANKS."
"Yep, all I have to say, is just THANKS and was it somebody's birthday and I missed sending a card?"
Amon:
Try as he might, Gort just didn't have the leg kick to make it on the Vegas strip.
cambria36:
Once the Tin-man got his heart, women flocked to him.
Once he got his tin pecker, naked women flocked to him.
AAAron333:
The Tin Man appreciates the irony of being surrounded by hot women and not having any wood.
Steve_Reeves:
Mel Brooks was right, it's good ta be da king!
nashtbrutusandshort:
Actually, I could have done without seeing *any* of Orson Scott Card's porn stash, thank you very much.
da_upstart:
"[Domo origato, Mr. Orgasmo!]"
Suggs:
Pennzoil 10W-30.... oh, yeah...
scypha:
At the Miss Nude World 1948 beauty pageant, one contestant in particular had to be disqualified for actually not being a woman. It was actually the one on the far left. Those sneaky Swedish sex change operations can fool even the best of eyes.
ArchHallJr:
ALL YOUR BREAST ARE BELONG TO US
Beedo:
"By 1986, each man will have a flying car, live in a moon city, and own a personal servant robot and a harem of gentically cloned sex slaves." Thanks for getting my hopes up, you "Popular Science" jack-offs from 1952!
Ace Rimmer:
Yes girls, that actually *is* a rocket in my pocket.
Agent_Moldy:
"Bot Man! Fans standing eight abreast! Oh yeah!"