“So why don’t you just suck my big fat hairy dick?” The drum fell instantly silent. Bates and Szpindel stared, open-mouthed. Sascha killed the channel and turned to face us, grinning so widely I thought the top of her head would fall off. “Sascha,” Bates breathed. “Are you crazy?” “So what if I am? Doesn’t matter to that thing. It doesn’t have a clue what I’m saying.” “What?” “It doesn’t even have a clue what it’s saying back,” she added. “Wait a minute. You said—Susan said they weren’t parrots. They knew the rules.” And there Susan was, melting to the fore: “I did, and they do. But
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