Tech-savvy Snackers Pillows

"It's asking me if I want to share my selection on Facebook."

"Why would I want to meet Santa? I can just go home and log onto his social media page from the comfort of my bed."

You're telling me not to choose sides between Google and Apple. Precisely. Computer Villa. Stay neutral. Continue to support both companies. Emotionally. Right. By buying as much as you can from both companies. Doesn't that only benefit you? Heretic. Absolve yourself by upgrading your phone! Computer Villa.

"I think you put too much healthy food in our smart refrigerator. It's about to spit it all out."

Champagne

'All tests point to the same conclusion: it is indeed a big banana.'

'The 'Business Man's Lunch?' The chicken salad comes served in a laptop.'

"Not bad, but it has a sort of plastic aftertaste."

"Fresh pepper?"

'The chef is just making your cheesecake now, sir.'

'Like it? It's my digital vest, it calculates calories, portions and price per pound!'

"I'm not eating a TV dinner. Now it's called 'Computer Cuisine.'"

"Something photogenic for each of us."

"Wow, you've got to try this combination."

"Okay, okay - next time I'll spring the trap and you grab the cheese."

"They're boulettes de viande. They're meatballs. They're balls of meat."

"I wanted crisps but this assessed my body mass index and gave me an apple ..."

"I wonder how many Facebook likes I'll get."

'Here's to romantic candlelight dinners and infared technology.'

Woman finds something in her soup.

'Any more napkins, Hon? Annie's got cone leakage.'

Waiter to diner: 'I'm going to return you to the main menu.'

"Revelatory, Michael - such airy meatballs."

Storefront reading "Net 'n' Nosh (Formerly Books 'n' Java)"

The four major food groups.

"To be honest it's not char-grilled, it's actually hydrogen-fluoride lasered chicken."

"I'm texting my compliments to the chef!"

"Bad news Dad, I've just received an e-Alert: The farmer's wife has downloaded a "Coq au Vin" recipe..."

"Up here! Beef jerky, trail mix, energy bars!"

Where Processed Beef Comes From

M.D. Robotics. Oil. Stop downloading so many cookies.

Robot eats some chips from the chip shop.

I guess I just assumed we'd skip Take your child to work day this year. Chips.

"Oh goodie, pigs in a blanket."

'I think you're going to love it! Our award-winning chef microwaved them to perfection.'