I, ROBOT!

Sometimes, I sit down and think about people.  And I think how great it would be great if we could all get along.  Then, when I sober up....I realize that won't happen.  So then I start thinking about crushing the heads of every asshole I've ever met in my life.  The people who cut you off, push extra elevator buttons, and rent a cops.  Being a robot would be a definite improvement. 
  Once in a high school psychology class, I had to say what I wanted to do with myself in the future.  I simply stated that I wanted to have my brain placed in a giant robot and enslave the children of all those who opposed me.  After being mocked by the class, the teacher came to my aid.  She said that the human brain has been estimated to be able to live for up to 200 years withouth the limitations of the human body.  That was all I needed.
  If I were a robot, I would be serious all the time....especially when crushing the insolent.  I would say things like, "DO NOT SPEAK TO ME OF LOVE AND COMPASSION, FOR MY HEART IS NO LONGER CAPABLE OF SUCH TRIVIAL HUMAN EMOTIONS."  I'll be 7 feet tall and indestructable.  I'll use the bones of children to fuel my motor.  And I could melt the army with my lasers.   Man, that would be the stuff.

  So remember, be nice to kids like me....or else,  one day we may pick you up with our cold metal hands, and squeeze you until your heart stops.

                      Jon Rivera
                        4/3/00
                       5:00 a.m.