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mixing hydrocodone and alcohol These things look like IDS's entry into Robot Wars. I know technology was sparse in 1966, and they hadn't invented Blu-ray yet so TV looked like a yoghurt lid smeared with dog poo and pepper, but Jesus Christ, these things are like the Daleks' parasitic twin: mild resemblance but all round the bend and up the creek. I could imagine these guys as zany robo-sidekicks in some depressing Bolshevik science-fiction sitcom called General Industrious & Steel Working Companion, or whatever. Pretty sure I've chucked a dull sandwich into one of these at the Tate Modern, too.