As the year comes to an end, I have the final batch of manips for 2022 to share. These visions of robotic and computerized beauty are more fuel for my dreams of a time when robot wives are cheap and effective, to paraphrase the philosopher Frostillicus.
I’m also going to go on a holiday-themed mini rant just because I made this mildly amusing image:
That’s right. Be a good boy and you too can face the inevitable drift of those cheap-ass joy-cons. Thanks, Nintendo.
I don’t have a Switch, but sometimes I really regret buying my Wii U.
Anyway, enough of this piffle. Bring on the fembots!
