5. T-34 comes on fifth position: Any robot that can wrap me in a spiderweb, making me to fall down, and then kicking my skull repeatedly until my brain cracks wide open is the kind of robot I don't want to meet.

4. Then it comes My Spoon, a robot that can feed you. Feed you! You put a plate of spaghetti, and it will feed you with it. Put another plate, and it will feed you again. Put another one, and again. You get the idea: Your stomach will inflate until it explodes, killing you because of internal bleeding.

3. LEMUR, the Limbed Excursion Mechanical Utility Robot. Don't be fooled by the fact that this thing was created by NASA to aid astronauts in space. That's only until its logic unit gets hit by cosmic rays and then it uses its sharp spider legs to stab the astronauts aboard the space station. Bastard.

2. Da Vinci—in the top image—another robot that pretends to be good to us, helping surgeons operate, making procedures more precise and safe under their supervision... until it decides to cut the surgeons' neck with a large knife and then chops the patient on the theater room faster than David Ramsay chops show contestants.

1. And of course, the number one, not because it can kill you, dicing your body in tiny bits, but because the way it moves: Big Dog. Watching him is enough to scare the hell out of me. [The Big Picture]

In the program, astronauts type their various psychological problems into a console, and a pre-recorded video therapist leads the astronaut through a series of likely solutions. The robot "helps astronauts identify reasons for their depression. Then the program helps them make a plan to fight the depression."

I know you're thinking "well, this is for astronauts, and lucky me, I'm totally unqualified for that kind of job. So I'm safe!" No such luck: the Virtual Space Station is not only being tested on civilians, but the designers hope it will become a widespread tool among those for whom a real, non-robot therapist isn't an option.

The biggest problem, aside from the robot gaining independent thought and slaughtering everyone in sight, is privacy. There isn't much guarantee that the astronaut's interactions will be kept secret, and in fact it seems a pretty likely guess that they'll be analyzed extensively. My biggest concern is that a scary robot will know about my intense fear of clowns and that weird dream I have about my third-grade teacher. [AP]