Even the most seasoned pro's have their off days. Or in my case, off weeks.

It seems that Fuckbot has lost his groove. Well, actually, Fuckbot never really had a groove. But Fuckbot isn't always successful. We here at Fucktitles think it would be a good idea for everybody to get a peek at what happens when Fuckbot just doesn't entice:

This first girl begged to be a part of the latest Fucktitles entry. So I opened a doorway for her to do so:

Okay... normally there would be a conversation here with the person Fuckbot assaulted, but like a dumbass I lost the conversation. Let's just say she didn't play along, let alone message Fuckbot back in under 10 minutes, so Fuckbot went into stand-by mode.

It was funnier in the context of the conversation.

And then of course there's:

Fuckbot: Greetings... I am Fuckbot Version 8.23253256734634624523 and three quarters.

Fuckbot: I am here to meet your every need.

Linzi: greetings

Fuckbot: (bows)

Fuckbot: Domi origato.

Linzi: i need a back massage

Linzi: but that's about it in the horny department

Linzi: sorry fuckbot

Fuckbot: Fuckbot, unfortunately, cannot perform back massages for two reason: 1.) He is not a licensed masseuse. And 2.) The last person he gave one to still can't walk to this very day.

Linzi: i see

Linzi: i am not in a very horny type mood seņor fuckbot. due to the fact that too small children beat me up because I didn't have a quarter nor would I buy them a donut.

Fuckbot: Fuckbot realizes that you have severe mental problems.

Fuckbot: Fuckbot is scared.

Fuckbot: Fuckbot will run now.

Fuckbot: (runs away)

Linzi: run

Linzi: a real robot would stay

Linzi: ha

Fuckbot: (hops into a bus)

Fuckbot: (goes to Mexico)

And then there's this fucking atrocity:

Fuckbot: Greetings.... I am Fuckbot Version 8.23253256734634624523 and three quarters.

Fuckbot: How may I be of service to you tonight?

Susan: wel.

Susan: i'm going clubbing

Susan: for the first time

Susan: in ever

Susan: and im scared

Susan: how do i get my mack on!?

Fuckbot: Fuckbot cannot help you with your social anxieties. Fuckbot is a machine made specifically for the act of sexual intercourse. Fuckbot is not, however, Dr. Ruth. You want Dr. Ruth, you get that wrinkled pussy to come here and help you.

Susan: word

Fuckbot: Which word would that be?

Susan: Penis

Fuckbot: Fuckbot is intrigued.

Susan: oh!?

Fuckbot: Please continue

Susan: yes...so i'm going clubbing. how should i get my mac on?!

Susan: i really wanna shake my groove thing

Fuckbot: (sighs)

Fuckbot: If you insist on asking Fuckbot for advice, the only thing that Fuckbot can suggest is severe inebriation.

Susan: mmmmmmm fuckbot. you are intense

Fuckbot: Fuckbot would also reccomend having intercourse with the first person you see in a red hat..

Fuckbot: (puts on a red hat)

Susan: haha!

Susan: get over here fuckbot

Susan: it's time to get nassssttyyy

Fuckbot: Fuckbot is actually quite sanitary.

Susan: oh yeah?

Fuckbot: Yes... Fuckbot contains seventeen different cleaning modes.

Susan signed off at 11:39:10 PM.

Fuckbot: Fuckbot will not be ignored!!!!!!!!!

Previous message was not received by Susan because of error: User Susan is not available.

Fuckbot: Then again... maybe he will be.

Previous message was not received by Susan because of error: User Susan is not available.

So kiddies, life may be going slow for me now... But things will pick up. Some day, Fuckbot will stand on a mountain of orgasming women, with his 10 inch metallic rod extended, with the American flag waving off of it....

Or maybe the Canadian one.

There will be a flag, though. Oh yes.