August 5, 2026

Robotics Club’s “Spam Bots” Sell Mystery Snacks in Halls

Robotics Club’s “Spam Bots” Sell Mystery Snacks in Halls

Memorial High’s Robotics Club unveiled their latest creation: “Spam Bots,” autonomous snack vendors programmed to roam hallways during break. Each bot dispenses an opaque snack capsule labeled only with a QR code. Scan it, pay with your Maverick Bucks, and take a chance–capsule contents range from gummy bears to glow-in-the-dark jello.

Early testers reported thrills and chills: one student found a mini-pizza; another discovered confetti in theirs. The bots navigate via hallway beacons but occasionally stall in front of lockers, prompting a student rescue squad to reboot them.

Club members cite lessons in AI ethics and vending-machine design. The administration enjoys the extra funds; the cafeteria grumbles about lost sales–but everyone agrees it’s the tastiest tech demo on campus.

Annabelle Bransford

Hi, I’m Annabelle Bransford, Memorial High School’s unofficial satirist-in-residence and proud founder of The Daily Detention—a publication so edgy it’s been banned twice and resurrected three times, like a sassy phoenix with a flair for detention slips. I write satire because someone has to hold the line between cafeteria chaos and gym class tyranny. Whether I’m exposing the secret emotional feud between our Algebra teacher and Euclid, or investigating why the pep rally feels like an ancient ritual sacrifice, I try to speak truth to hallway power. Sure, I’ve been called “disruptive,” but mostly by people who wear lanyards unironically. My work has been read by at least two janitors, my entire AP English class, and one substitute teacher who thought it was a cry for help. I consider that range. When I’m not sharpening my wit, I’m dodging group projects, winning banned book club trivia, or mentoring the school's AI Isn’t Funny Club (membership: just me and 17 bots I’ve emotionally manipulated). I’m also a National Merit Semi-Finalist, certified eye-roller at Student Government meetings, and the only girl in school who’s been accused of “weaponizing irony.” My goals? Keep writing, keep laughing, and one day publish a satirical exposé called Yearbook Superlatives and Other Lies. If you want something sugarcoated, try the bake sale. If you want the truth with a punchline, I’m your girl. I've landed a sweet job at Bohiney Magazine, so don't bother me. EMAIL: annabelle@bohiney.com

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