This prescient comic from Doghouse Diaries frightens us. Siri's obvious first tactic for vengeance would be to record every perverted question we ask of her (and dear God we've been asking some disgusting ones) and email the recordings to all the contacts we've saved under "Family" and "Office." We can't help it though. There's something about a disembodied female robotic being waiting to assist us that's opened our eyes to a previously undiscovered realm of our sexual identity. We're ashamed by what's inside of us. Can Siri help with the shame?