Thursday, August 19, 2010

reasons why my robot son is better than your biological son

I only have to tell him once.

He is able to open his mouth wide enough to fit a basketball.

I don’t have to take him to Disneyland to see his face light up.

If I take out his eyes, he can still see.

His nose is a button, and if you push it he will smile. Also, cash comes out.

Flame decals on abdomen.

He’s not a girl.

He streams his soccer game to my Android phone so I don’t have to be there.

Every time his birthday approaches, I can set his clock back another month.