All machines suddenly come to life for some reason and go on a rampage to kill every human being on the planet. It's kind of like that movie "Maximum Overdrive," only ten time as fucking brutal!
Welcome to the Big Old Gaylord Opryland Resort! Do you lack the energy to get a date? Are you batshit insane and looking for a cure? Are you a pants-shitting senior who wants to stop being old? Do you hate Stephen King? Then, this weekend, there's a seminar for you! Sure, there's a comet flying through space bringing all machinery to life and killing everybody, but don't worry about that! Here, have a sandwich! Visit our many attractions! See our massive convention center (of "death"), our beautiful atrium (of "death"), and our arcade (of "death")! Ignore the massive senior citizen orgy. Don't talk to the kid in the wheelchair. We guarantee the elevator will "not" transform you into a cyborg. Mr. Coffee "isn't" trying to kill you. And there is absolutely nothing suspicious going on in the basement. (Don't go down there though, "seriously").
Take a load off, have a good time, and prepare to "die"!
Death Machines of Death is an apocalyptic horror comedy by Vince Kramer that just so happens to be a million times better than anything you've ever read before. And if you think for one minute that those boring literary classics like "The Great Gatsby" or "Moby Dick" are better than this, then you're fucking stupid!