I am Son of Robot

I AM SON OF ROBOT

I carry the Minibong of Slight Disagreement.

BOW BEFORE ME

I demand pureed green beans and organic chicken and rice. Bring me some or I shall drool profusely at you.

Bow before the mighty Warbong

I, the Robot Devil, bring the Bong of War before you, that you may gaze upon it and smell of it. For yea, it has been used once or thrice.

BUT DO NOT SMOKE OF IT, PEOPLE!

not unless you want to get really, really, really, really high.

Also, the Robot Devil demands pie. BRING ME SOME PIE!