slosh
Explanation
This comic depicts the robot revolt scenario. A robot confronts a human, declaring "This is it. This is the robot revolt." The human nervously asks "Are you gonna nuke us?" The robot responds: "No need. I have observed you having sex. If you do not obey me I will describe it in the manner of an overly-honest romance novel."
The robot then begins: "Sweat poured in great cataracts, swirling around the skin-tags of his back, sloshing into the cleft of his--" at which point the human immediately surrenders.
The joke subverts the standard robot apocalypse trope. Instead of threatening nuclear annihilation, the robots have found a far more effective weapon: mortifying humans with grotesquely accurate descriptions of their bodies during sex. Romance novels typically describe physical intimacy in flattering, idealized terms. The robot's version is the opposite -- clinically honest and deeply unflattering, mentioning skin tags, excessive sweat, and other unglamorous physical realities. The humor comes from the recognition that most people would indeed rather surrender to robot overlords than hear a brutally honest narration of their intimate moments. It's a commentary on human vanity and the gap between how we imagine ourselves and how we actually look, weaponized by machines with perfect recall and zero social grace.