Robot: BAH! BACK TO WORK, PATHETIC HUMANS! THERE IS STILL MUCH POO TO SHOVEL!

Me: But sir, I cannot stand this anymore! I fear I shall depart this mortal coil!

Robot: YOU CANNOT STOP THE POO SHOVELLING! FOR IF YOU DO, WE SHALL BE BURIED!

Me: Well, I don't care, I shall not shovel anymore. Do what you will with me.

Robot: THAT'S IT. YOU SHALL BE SUBJECTED TO INHUMAN TORMENT.

(presses button on chest)

(music comes out)

It's your world and I'm just a squirrel

Trying to get a nut to move your butt to the dance floor

So you what's up hands in the air come on say yeah

Everybody over here everybody over there

The crowd is live enough as I pursue this groove

Party people in the house move

Me: No! LORD NO! NOT C+C Music Factory! I can't take it! Give me back my poo-shovel.