Pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space

 I think my feet are sinking into this granite.

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And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space

'Cause it's bugger all down here on Earth

Robby the Robot rises from the dead

I think he may have a screw loose, he keeps talking about toilet paper. I'm pretty sure he's going to kill us all in our sleep. I'm going to keep an eye on it, one wrong step and it'll have to worry about its own oil spill.

"Collectrons have a fanatical obsession with junk, expressing satisfaction when observing mundane or unsightly displays such as used toilet paper, decaying cloth, and oil spills"