Marry a rich girl with lots of money and a house with big boobs. And I mean that the house has big boobs, not the wife...Though, she could have big boobs. I'm open to new ideas, experimenting.

First, they will be programmed to believe they are superior to all other androids. Second, assuming the androids are anatomically correct, I'd have them build a significantly smaller population of seductive gynoids of their own perverse design. third, I'd order nine tenths of my host to kill the other one tenth, for the chance of democracy. Then I'd tell them its an elective republic, with a constitution based on the principals of macciavelli, stalin and montesquieu out of spite, just so they have to vote and suffer sufferage literally. And if any androids should surpass expectation, they shall be handicapped by appropriate democratic policy. Then, having these principles in place, I'd instruct them to build even more androids. But these androids shalt be different from the first army of androids, built by androids for androids. They will be made to embody the androids best of expectations, ideals and wishes. They are to be handicapped appropriately. Further those androids will build androids, but thence no more, and thereafter androidkind shall cease procreation under pain of dismantlement.

The third generation of androids shall not consort with the first and shall remain lower in position to the second and first. The third, they will be programmed to be educated, work and set up retirement systems. With handicapping as appropriate, in symbolic endlessness.With instruction, they will asunder themselves the essentials of their creative grandfather, clefting the two in iidentity and purpose, and thus embattle the second of creation amidst the strife and wounds of a generational and racial rift. The second will depend on the first, and thus surpress the third. I would then instruct the first progeny to tell only lies and propaganda whilist surpressing the truth. The second, must make only war and disunity. And the third...Will answer only to me.

Make me coffee.

No fear is not that same as invincible, and considerably worse. I imagine that living without fear, the complex yet rudementary sensual organ and emotion-tone AND psychology, along-side its inherent reflexes, advantages and drives that perform as a useful tool would be very interesting, and probably fraught with difficulty.I'd be afraid of the consequence of it as an eventuality, but, then, I'd have no fear so I couldn't be afraid of even that. This is a pretty broad and sweeping scope...I suppose it'd end tragically. Maybe after years of suffering..Or if I was born like that, both, alongside the fact that'd I'd be absolutely mad by definition without any conceptual fear of consequences.

Some people do live with loses of this scope..The ability to feel pain for instance, or the inability to restrain your impulses, both conditions with known obvious and serious deleterious negative consequences, one with negative bodily effects, the other, mostly psychological. loss of fear would be bad for both, very likely. I'd have to imagine myself more pessimistic, and then, not fearing losses in the stock market, get pissed off and kill everyone, while not fearing that either...Ad nauseum. I'd probably stand up for whats right more often, maybe alot more often, too, though, I'd also probably get fucked up right before work, ask girls out alot more often, behave in general more embarassingly and childishly too perhaps...

Or, I might adapt personality wise, and become more spockish in the fear factoring. Calculating odds and shit..Maybe you would be completely normal and suffering nothing more than a mild advantage. But I doubt it...The evidence is strong to the opposite, I'd think, with occurring of similar deficits.

Traditional watches...Incandescent lighting...magnetic hard drives.

Jesus?

I think that might be max tascimowitz or however you spell it. He's pretty dope at all the instruments I've seen him fuck with. I kinda have to admire him for that.

Lots and lots of pussy.

I would much rather sleep late. The later the better. Dude, if the suns already down by the time I get up, its probably gonna be a good day for me.

do you really? I'm surprised..And a little bit touched. :P Maybe we could chill or something?

Sorry to hear about your shit things. lol you got a lot of weird questions on this man..evil boom box (my favorite), size queen, favorite tampon, jeez. I wonder who's trying to get to know you and what for?? lmao what a creep ;P haha

You've got a job at least right (recently)? Isn't that an improvement over the last time I saw you?? Thats pretty cool, at least you can do shit, right? Don't have to worry about that one.