Love me do. Would you love me with all these sci-fi attachments? Part machine. Part robot. Part raging redhead? Raging? Simmering? Sparkling! Radiant! Radiant Redhead.
Oh! I want to hold your hand is next! I think, for now, fat chance. Total bumbling lies. My robot hand is too scratchy and prickly for hand holding.
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