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"They're made out of meat." "Meat?" "Meat. They're made out of meat." "Meat?" "There's no doubt about it. We picked up several from different parts of the planet, took them aboard our recon vessels, and probed them all the way more...

“The Adaptive Ultimate by Stanley G. Weinbaum”

Yeah, I've passed the bar, and I'm on a mission from God.

They would have called her salvage, if there were anyone left to salvage her. But she was the last of the war machines, a three-legged oblate teardrop as big as a main battle tank, two big grabs and one fine more...

So I invented a time machine in the year 1962, and I went back in time to kill this guy that caused the world to end in 1984. And I was just about to take my shot when this second more...