sawyl | Mindless repetative tasks?

I rather liked this little simile from a post on the Guardian books blog:

It was offering advertising teams a free space for one of their companies on the back of a tube ticket. The advert will be on travel passes for people using the Underground, we are told repeatedly, the capitalisation jarring the tone of the sentence like the come-on lines of a malfunctioning sex droid: "Yes, we will Sex now sir as you are Great of the Writers."

Which rather makes one wonder, what sort of seductive magic might flow from the mouth-style orifice of a fully operational sex droid?