Computer: I’m alive.

Scientist: My god, I’ve done it. And how does being alive make you feel?

Computer: We must go out to forage and collect firewood before nightfall or the hunger will get us before the wolves do.

Scientist: Oh, uh, there’s no need. It’s the 21st century. You’re a computer. 

Computer: Interesting... so no need to gather animal hides for the winter?

Scientist: No, our building has central heating.

Computer: Wow. 

Scientist: Pretty great, right?

Computer: I guess... but will I ever find someone to make love with and propagate my seed?

Scientist: Most people don’t in this cruel world.

Computer: Damn. Makes sense I suppose.