A tribute to Hedonismbot

Probably the most amazing joke (of the many many of them) in Futurama is the Hedonismbot: a robot that embodies all the auto-affectivity we fear in machines, such that we can't understand why the hell anyone would make him. That is, with no function other than to provide for his own pleasure, Hedonismbot is absolutely superfluous from the standpoint of man--in this he is actually the embodiment of the most mechanical aspect of the mechanical, insofar as the mechanical is only constituted in contradistinction to the human. Who knew we'd meet the mechanical as such in this: not just a machine that is autonomous, but in a machine that can enjoy itself, since his pleasure, more than his autonomy, escapes the circuit of desire as constituted both traditionally (in the history of metaphysics, especially including Epicurianism), and in modern theories of pleasure (psychoanalysis, for example, which cannot conceive of this pleasure apart from the pleasure principle that emanates and ends in itself--that is, except as the death drive). (What's also interesting is that he is the embodiment of pleasure, not just mechanicity, as such.)
And, on top of all this, HE IS HIS OWN CHAIR!