Robot passes Turing Test (sort of)

Toddlers accept giggling robot as one of their own.

It begins.

Yeah, they're just toddlers, but there have been a fair number of studies suggesting that babies are sharper than they seem. It's pretty significant when a robot is realistic enough for babies to tuck it in for a nap when it runs out of batteries.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Soon we'll be nothing more than playthings for Allied Mastercomputer, constantly living out a perpetual Hell created from the hatred of a machine.

Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on every nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

I wouldn't worry too much about this. Children can identify with almost anything if it looks like it's living.

When an ADULT does it, ring me up.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

So they can have the intellectual level of toddlers. Good. Train them to do hand-signals in bathrooms and they've got all the necessary skills of a congressman.

How ya doing, buddy?

I'm sure they're able to tap their foot, as it is.

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