Congratulations, you are a Mad Scientist! Who needs childhood playmates or furry little dogs when there are things like computers and chemicals in the world. You sit in your sterile and shiny lab watching society go to hell in a handbasket and your trigger finger starts that annoying twitching. It won't be long before you press that big, red button that says "NO!!!! This brings the End of All Things!" and there will be a pretty flash of light and then the blissful quiet of a world filled with only machines. Cold, bright, loving, approving, intelligent machines.
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