Victor Frankenstien:
[giving an excuse about an upturned bucket moving across attic floor, as Sparky struggles to escape from it]
It's a robot.
Mrs. Frankenstien:
A robotic bucket?
Victor Frankenstien:
Yes.
Mrs. Frankenstien:
For mopping, I suppose?
Victor Frankenstien:
Yes.
Mrs. Frankenstien:
Maybe when you're finished, you'll let me use it.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 10:30