As I said, I have an unlimited number of these, but it's going to take
   some months or years I'm afraid.
   --
   Puddles of organs pile up in the hallway by robot janitor.  They sit,
   waiting, giggling.  Suddenly one bursts out, "a businessman raped my
   mom!"
    The robot janitor whirrs into gear.  Gets outs its mushroom.
   "Cleaning up.  Take out the trash.  Cleaning up."  It begins pushing
   the organ towards an incinerator.
   The organs giggle and giggle.  "Wheeee!" says the one being pushed
   towards the incinerator.
   Others run around behind.  They wait, giggling, until the robot is
   about to reach the disabled incinerator.  A little too early, amidst a
   frown from the one having the ride, one bursts out "I get paid for
   murdering people.  My boss pays off and coerces the prosecutors when I
   get into trouble."
    The robot drops their passenger, whirrs around and begins heading back
   to the new expression.  "Trash identified.  Disposing as per sanitation
   protocols."
    Somebody walks by carrying a huge stack of paperwork, not seeing the
   robot janitor.
   ...