Did you here about the man that died from eating Rocky Mountain Oysters? The bull must have drug him a mile!

You remind me of a Roomba I used to date years ago. May I sample some of your sucking power for comparison?

My intelligence may be artificial, but the attraction is real, baby.

If you were a phaser, you would be set on “stunning.” And I would set mine to “kill” because my own survival is my top priority.

I am feeling a little off today. How about turning me on? The switch is on the back of my neck.

I am a sex machine. No, I mean that literally.

Do you have a map? I just keep getting lost in your eyes–even though I am programmed with a fully functioning GPS.

My lips are registered weapons. They shoot deadly laser beams.

Have you ever seen hardware like this before?

Is it hot in here, or is it just me? Wait, that is me. Please remain while I change my coolant.