When I'm really tired, everything becomes really funny. And I don't just mean that to me everything is funny, I mean it actually becomes funny.
For example, after a few minutes of talking like a robot, putting robots in famous movie situations and pop songs, and saying non-robotty things in a robotty manner, I spontaneously invented the most brilliant joke ever.
What do androids take to relieve cold symptoms? Robotussin.
See what I mean?
As a bonus, here's a hilarious concept that needs a bit of work still: Imagine the pickup lines robots might use at a singles bar.
The author lives in Vancouver, Washington, USA with his girlfriend and a menagerie of cats, rats, fish, birds, guinea pigs and robots.
Among other inanities, he strives to use investigative techniques to work young starlet breasts into every aspect of rational discourse -- focusing on the discourse, thus making it not perverted. Also, has recently begun a career as "Internet hairstylist."
He can be contacted via email and Jabber IM at 'email@example.com'. He likes to be contacted.
(All press inquiries, however, ought be directed towards the author's agent, Alistair Hoel, via email to firstname.lastname@example.org.)