Caption contest: Robotis kicks one back

Ryan: "Ooh, the judges aren't gonna like that -- that spillover's gonna cost him at least a quarter point. The scores are in... 8.4. Ouch. He's not even going home with a bronze medal in this year's robo-beer-pour-lympics."
Thomas: "Beers, steers, and gears...yeeehaw!"
Evan: "If this is what the future robot 'oppression' will be like, sign us up!"
Paul: "And yet he can never enjoy the fruits of his labor."
Stan: "Introducing the world's first frat bro-bot."
[Thanks, Limor]





















This day in history will be known as man's first step towards completely phasing out women.
You're looking at an early, unsexy prototype for a Fembot.
Unfortunately, spilt beer got into an exposed wire and the robot's circutry shorted out. Sadly, all attempts to revive the beloved Beer Bot failed. In lieu of flowers, please send donations to the Widows of the Robotic Bomb Defuser Foundation.
The Beer Bot is mimicking his favorite hockey team, the Oilers, hoisting the Stanley Cup.
Hooter waitresses everywhere perceive the Beer Bot as a potential threat to their livelyhood.
...After conquering the the Human Race, the Robots celebrate their victory with a nice cold one!
Pour some bear for my Master and pour a little out on the ground for my homies on the scrap heap.
It's 5 o'clock somewhere!
Linguo Like Beer.
See my robots don't dance,
See we just pull up the cables and,
Do the Roc-a-way.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
01100011 bottles of beer on the RAM! 01100011 bottles of wine! You pick one up, upload it around, 01100010 bottles of beer on the RAM!