My name is Pump. I was concocted from the mind of the wisest fraternity member on Halloween night! I exist to pour cold brews and make people smile.
The Discarded Robot Country Club is made up of a family of discarded robots. Some robots never made it off the assembly line and were considered failures from the start. Others were sold but proved ineffective and were later returned by their owners and discarded. At the country club, (garage) they found one another and started this community of outcasts. No robot should ever feel discarded. We all serve our own purpose.
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My name is Pump. I was concocted from the mind of the wisest fraternity member on Halloween night! I exist to pour cold brews and make people smile.
The Discarded Robot Country Club is made up of a family of discarded robots. Some robots never made it off the assembly line and were considered failures from the start. Others were sold but proved ineffective and were later returned by their owners and discarded. At the country club, (garage) they found one another and started this community of outcasts. No robot should ever feel discarded. We all serve our own purpose.