But . . . [dramatic pause]
. . . None of that matters anymore. Not since that small drop of sunlight lit up the face of your newest robot friend, dangling from the rearview mirror.
His jaunty little legs and round belly are ready to break into an unihibited dance, perfectly in tune with you as you shift into reverse. It's as if the bitterly cold, soggy world has faded to black, and the spotlight of robotic joy has illuminated your entire day.
Aren't you glad you added a little robot bling to your car?
http://www.etsy.com/listing/92926500/a-little-steampunk-robot-bling-for-your
Made entirely from watch/clock parts. |
This is a great idea! Someone to swing to the music and give you an excuse to talk to yourself out loud! I love it.
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