On this, the 18th day of the eleventh month, in the second year of our Lord Phone, it is decreed from the blogosphere in the heart of teh internets, that henceforth, the one formerly known as "Benny Goldman", once-interpid-intern, now intrepid-something-or-other, known well, perhaps too well, across the Gawker empire; he of the hairless skin and chocolate nether regions; he who braved the rains of Coney Island and the reigns of Lam and Chen, shall be known proudly and solely to all who can hear this proclamation as:
That was the worst rendition of the robot I have ever seen, Bender is going to come from Mars and kick some a$$. I can't imagine that anyone was registering hot zones on their bodies today considering how cold it was, but any excuse to get free stuff is a good excuse.
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Chilly-Legs!
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