Above: Dr Guillaume Van Keudejap passing out at the anatomy lesson of Dr Gross. Few people know (even hardcore Keudejap academic researchers don’t) that Dr Keudejap had no scientific or medical training whatsoever. He simply learned on the job, as his mind-boggling thinking power permits him to achieve. One useful as such early occupation was principal human scrap waste collector at a medical pioneer’s office. On mornings when he was afflicted with the sad nausea of the highly debauched he hardly could stand the sickening fumes coming from his basket of reject flesh and thought of quitting his job. When that happened he tried keeping in mind the heartwarming memory of seeing his first woman privates in that very morgue.
Being endowed with astounding brain capacity didn’t prevent Dr. Van Keudejap from also owning a heart of gold. This is why he decided to dedicate an earlier technical innovation (the ”silent practical-use womanoid”) to his new little friend Nosy Ozzy. He transformed it into a substitute robo-mommy, and now the destitute little boy could sleep on a warm feminine lap during his lonelier nights.
Unfortunately Dr. Van Keudejap certainly could not predict that Nosy Ozzy had slight bed-wetting troubles from time to time. The last moist incident caused a massive short-circuit inside the womanoid and started the gigantic fire that would eventually burn the whole shop down.