Jan
10
2009
My Boy isn’t a Robot
Finally, I have proof that my boy isn’t seceretly a changling bot slipped in our home during the dark of night by automoton demons hoping to steal our flesh child and have their own metalic abomination raised in our boys’ stead, unsuspecting to us. Well not totaly unsuspecting. I’ve had my doubts to the legitimacy of my son’s claim on the human race for some time. From the way he sleeps with his eyes open, to the sound of fans whirring up to speed when he’s been crawling around for a while, I’ve had my suspicions as to my “son’s” origins.