Martian
husband: different robot.
Martian
wife: yesterday was a trailer, today is a movie night.
Martian
husband: people send robots every time they like.
Mafia.
Martian
wife: you want banana, put some sugar on it and will be banana bread.
Martian husband:
sanity to society!
Martian
wife: eat it.
Martian
husband: today is pay day, everyone wants to go home and spend.
Martian
wife: it landed on the casino, cut the ribbon and stuff.
Martian
husband: they are going to be busy now.
Martian
wife: they opened the restaurants already.
