you TAKE THE PLUG OUT OF THE SOCKET. or do they not have those in San Marino? haha, gold. precisely!

it depends on my mood. some days I pay them, some days they pay me. IN FOOT RUBS AND FRUIT ROLL-UPS. but your cleaning lady has mine beat.

the second indoor swimming pool! was that the one with the platinum diving board! shame about that, then. they do get quite angry. I believe they have some kind of mafia going on...? nothing a little group therapy wouldn't solve (and alcohol).

Ricky: 0111000 0111 00011 </3 </3 </3 01001 3!

that 3 is just to irk him. HA

I've been trying to unplug him for weeks, could you please tell me how to? I mean the goldprices are skyrocking at the moment. I don't think that there will be a better moment to take some of his "skin"​ away and sell it.

About the cleaning lady... You actually pay your staff in America? We just make promises. Give them something that looks like a contract that is written in Chinese. The current lady's contract isn't actually a contract but an instruction on how to clean the whirlpool:)

The point is of course that when they are fired some become quite angry for no apparent reason. The last one drove my yellow benz through the wall of the garden house into the second indoor swimming pool....

Oh and Ricky replies that "No matter what you say, he won't take you back. Tell her to 110100111100​ 1010110!

oh get her Moroccan butt to clean it up. she can do it. you pay her in Tostioes, right?

yes, I remember that dreadful night. WHY MUST YOU BRING IT UP? I HIT ROCK BOTTOM?

01110 0000111 0101 0111 0111!!!!!!!!​!!!!!!

I will unplug him!

Now look what you have done! You've made Ricky cry. Now there is oil all over the place. And guess who has to clean it up? Yes, the cleaning lady. Now she'll certainly insist on that raise I've been able to push off for six years.

Why a blender? Don't you remember? At "Old Joe's Funky Garage Bar" when he broke up with you.. You had a Miss Marpletini (vinegar, coconut oil and martini rosso) and he had blended crude oil with a minced scrap metal topping.

Mr. Robot believes that you are making this whole breaking up thing too personal.

Oh, I almost forgot: He also told me to tell you "100010​​0 1011110! 1101 0111 0111? 1110001 011101101010​​1 11??? "He said that you knew what it was about.

we were young and foolish, what do you expect.
it's okay, me and the blender are together now, and all we do is smoothie-mak​e together. wonderful, passionate smoothie-mak​e.

Well personally I think that the both of you should have considered this before you bought the children in Afrika.

Ricky says that it is ok if you would like to sell the children again. But he urges you to wait for a couple years when the financial climate has improved a little. He also want to remind you that he is entitled to half of the profits.

Oh and he also really regrets to inform you that he can't babysit them at Christmas because he and his new girlfriend are will be beach hopping in Brazil.

yes, tell him I am not providing for his children anymore. I am DONE.

Well I never was a robot. Ricky Robot was just a friend of mine. And well, I found a better one now. But if you have a message for Mr. Rocky then I'm happy to pass it through for you.

look at you, you aren't a robot anymore :O

trust me you don't want to know a Dutch robot. They're obnoxious, constantly drunk, usually dressed in orange and addicted to the Looney Tunes.

oh, okayyyy. I see. false advertising,​ I was really hoping you were a Dutch robot.

nono, im not a robot, the Robot is Ricky Robot, a friend my mother bought for me

but you sir are a robot. I AM NOT.