Posted on January 22, 2008 - by writerman
When I was 9 years old, I would have killed you to get one of these for my birthday.
Forty-foot tall fire-breathing Robosaurus for sale!
“Wanted: good home for 31-ton robotic dinosaur, completely up-to-date on all immunizations and oil changes. This frisky 40-foot tall, fire-breathing bot answers to the name Robosaurus, and a traumatic youth spent crushing cars in front of thousands of rednecks means this guy needs a lot of love and attention — along with plenty of open space to graze. All manuals, kits, and accessories are included with adoption, although new owner will assume responsibility for any damage caused by Robo’s jaws and their 20,000 pounds of crushing force. Interested parties can bid on this one-of-a-kind companion at the 37th annual Barrett-Jackson auction in Scottsdate, AZ starting on the 12th.”**
I shit you not, this fire-breathing, car-chomping mother is actually for sale.
And yes, Nathan, that is an airplane it’s eating in the photo.
**being that i’m extremely lazy and supposedly working on an important deadline, instead of doing my own typing, I stole this from engadget.com. thanks, dudes.
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