Are you sure you want to be a horny wife who spreads her legs for her husband?
Yes, I am sure. But I'm just saying that because I have to... I think.
Yes, you are sure... what?
Asks the security system.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??" I shout in frustration. "JUST LET ME IN THE FUCKING DOOR!!!!"
You stomp round the entryway, slapping at the columns and glaring at the speaker.
Yes, you are sure... what?
Asks the security system, with the soulless patience of a machine.
You realize you could stand here all day and it would just continue to ask the same question, over and over, for centuries until the power grid went down.
You sigh, defeated. Defeated by a security system into doing what it wants.
Is there no justice when machines are telling people what to do? Have we already reached the singularity?
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