robot enters bar, talks up a potential
perhaps goes home with it
even spends some time with it
"...i like it a lot
but..."
it comes from the wrong family
has the wrong job
has no house / prospects
wanders in the wrong social circles
has the wrong interests
doesn't spew the platitudes my father used to
wears the wrong makeup / aftershave
doesn't like my favorite movie
doesn't resemble the proper aphrodesiac
i don't like its sister
its dog smells
it takes the wrong drugs, drinks too much / doesn't drink enough
it hasn't found jesus
its mother is a bore / a shrew / a pain in the ass
it doesn't look like it can protect me / bear me the requested progeny
is too downcast / upbeat / talkative / quiet
the calculators smoke furiously, the scorekeepers wait for the results
so the wedding invitations
can be mailed on schedule / can get shitcanned
along with all the rest of the outgoing
sunday garbage
