Monday, April 26, 2010

I Think He's Playing Red Eyed Fly Tonight



There's nothing sadder than an unsuave robot.
This poor sap was crafted to aid the hearing-impaired in speech therapy, but that altruistic goal will likely be eclipsed by its intrinsic creepiness. How can anyone be tutored by a device with such extreme N.T.P. (night terror potential)?

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