THERE IS,in my humble abode,a boring,brain-dead robot,which is activated every time the phone is picked up... How can one best deal with an automaton,one which automatically spouts the same old crap every time one puts one's delicate shell -likes against the ear-piece?Well,there is something which one could try,though am not certain it would totally resolve the situation..Yes?I'm all ears,please proceed to give me the benefit of your great wisdom and experience in handling such tedious,tiresome technological pains in the butt...Okay,you asked for my advice,and you are going to get it whether you like it or not,and I suspect that you,or at least,the robot,will NOT like it...Go into the garage and get a great big sledgehammer - and proceed to smash Sir Alexander Graham Bell's celebrated invention to the point where only bits of wire, plastic and metal remain....There would then be no telephone,and no droning telephone robot,it having been permanently silenced...Ah-I have a better idea,one which does not involve GRH - Grievous Robotic Harm.What?Use a Public Call Box-assuming it has not already been vandalized by a demonic demolition dude wielding a massive sledgehammer a' la the wonderful comedic character,Basil Fawlty!!A phone given the full Basil treatment will most definitely end up very faulty indeed!

In my opinion,Fawlty Towers is by far the finest sitcom ever created.The reason why only 12 episodes were ever made is because the BBC refused to pay the brilliant John Cleese the money he felt he was worth...Of the twelve episodes,The Germans is the funniest- witness Cleese's hilarious Addie Hitler impression!Wunderbar!