Bobot

Me:  She looks across between Bozo the Clown and Lobot.
Fifteen-Year-Old:  Bobot!

Fly

Fifteen-Year-Old:  I mostly just stick with my super robot motorcycle lizard, that can fly.

On Fire

Fifteen-Year-Old:  Let’s try it out on the robot.
Ten-Year-Old:  He looks like he’s on fire.
Fifteen-Year-Old:  Oh, he’s fine.

Sentience

Me:  I told you five minutes.
Fifteen-Year-Old:  I’m having a conversation about robot sentience here with my robot pal and co-god.

Lawnmower

Ten-Year-Old:  He’s being chased by an anthropomorphic lawnmower!

Quoted

Me:  I’ve been having a really bad week, but somebody quoted the SNL robot insurance commercial!

Greetings

Me:  Are you there, limpet?
…
Oh, there you are, limpet.
Nine-Year-Old:  Say:  “Greetings, limpet.”
Me:  Greetings, limpet.
Nine-Year-Old:  No, in the Altern voice.
Me [carrying voice, though hollow and flat, totally lacking in resonance or richness]:  Greetings, limpet.
Nine-Year-Old:  Aaah!  There’s a cyborg in here!
Limpet used starwind.  It’s very effective!
Me: Okay, I need to go blog this.

Skis

Me:  Where did those skis come from?
Fourteen-Year-Old:  It’s a robot!

Underscore

Voice on Phone:  You have a delivery scheduled for… schedule underscore date.

Me

Me: Hello?
Voice on Phone: Hello.
…
Me: Hello?
…
You called me.
Voice on Phone: Okay, good-bye.