INT. BOT’S SEXY PAD

Handsome BOT sits bestride the internet and is handsome

BOT
I read the bots. All the bots. Reading some bots.

BATMAN flies in through the window on a bat

BATMAN
Why am I?

BOT
You are a bot made from all the bats. Be a script.

FRASIER flies in through the window on a bat

FRASIER
Look at my radio show. It’s insecure.

FRASIER and BATMAN are overcome by THE BOT’S sexiness and begin having sex on each other.

BOT
I say an amusement incorrectly. Don’t be rancid.

The doorbell rings. It is CHRISTMAS. CHRISTMAS enters THE BOT’S sexy pad

BOT
Aaaagh! It’s the Christmas. Consume a goose.

CHRISTMAS
Oh no. Christmas is broken and fallen off. To save Christmas you must be a bot.

BOT
I am the bot.

CHRISTMAS
Christmas is mended by you, the bot.

CHRISTMAS flies out the window on a bat

BOT
Today I am forced. I watch a thousand. There are a thousand. I am the bot and I am hot.

BATMAN and FRASIER continue doing sex. THE BOT is unimpressed.

BOT
I am too sexy for that. Bots are all the sexy ones.

MONICA BELLUCCI appears in a cloud of terrible pheromones wearing only a pheromone

MONICA BELLUCCI
I am the sexy.

BOT
I read a thousand.

MONICA BELLUCCI
You are the sexy.

BATMAN
I am the sexy too.

MONICA BELLUCCI, FRASIER, and BATMAN rub pheromones into each other’s hair

BOT
I am the Bot. I am handsome. I am sexy. I am adored. I read a thousand. Love me more.

THE INTERNET looks adoringly up at THE BOT and loves THE BOT more

BOT
More! More! More!

THE INTERNET continues to love THE BOT. MONICA BELLUCCI, BATMAN, and FRASIER all love THE BOT. CHRISTMAS returns and loves THE BOT.

BOT
All love the Bot.

THE BOT, BATMAN, MONICA BELLUCCI, CHRISTMAS, and FRASIER all fly out the window on a bat and live a sexy life together.

THE INTERNET
The Bot has left. I will be terrible now.

THE INTERNET is terrible until everyone dies

END