"Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair" barked the dog, while my Roomba dragged its turd across the carpet. Nothing beside remains. Grounded in and decaying.

[Cucker Tarlson 5]

"Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair" barked the dog, while my Roomba dragged its turd across the carpet. Nothing beside remains. Grounded in and decaying.