Sunday, January 10, 2010

150 (150)

Hey, look at that - one hundred fifty robots. That's kind of an accomplishment, so why is this guy so sad?



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by Mo Martin

Once there was a little robot who was very good at frowning. In fact, he was so good at frowning, it was his job and his name. He was Frown-Bot! But then, a terrible day happened. A horrible awful, changed-everything sort of day! Frown-Bot was rolling along the street, giving a lovely frown, one of his medium frowns, not too frowny, but not too frownish either. Just frownful enough. But then, out of the corner of his frowning eye, he saw an odd little sight. There were some little sheep and little goats in the meadow, and they played all around, and more funnily, all over each other, the brave little goats climbing the sheep. Frown-bot thought this was funny, but he kept frowning along. Then he came upon a playground, where a little boy and a little girl were arguing about who had the longer hair. The little boy's hair was longer, but the girl insisted that because she was a girl, her short little hair must be longer. This was very silly, but Frown-bot was a professional, and he kept frowning. Finally he came to a zoo, where there were two elephants. The two elephants were so in love they had coiled their trunks around one another, and because elephants have bigger ears than eyelashes, they were batting their ears at each other, making such a big wind, it was knocking over the people at the zoo! This was so silly, even Frown-bot couldn't help his little electric mouth. It twitched and twizzled and fizzled and flipped, and suddenly, Frown-bot was smiling! It was terrible, it was awful! He lost his job and his name, and no one ever saw Frown-bot again.

Have you met my friend Smiles-Bot?

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