My.
God.
Robosaurus is on the auction block.
For the first time, I know exactly what I want to do with my life.
Read here.
Thanks to Randy for sending the link.

The object of my affection...
Thank you Father Christmas! You got me just what I wanted most. The gift of not being digested by a bear!

2 comments:
I will chip in some money toward the purchase of Robosaurus if you will sign a contract promising that you will, once you own Robosaurus, have him march down Congress Avenue and have him attack the state capitol (especially while the legislature is in session).
You know, it never occurred to me I could use Robosaurus for evil. I could become a bona fide Supervillain.
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