a short story pt1

There once was a big robot, his name was Sunny Blue Robot. He was a nice robot but a clumsy robot. When I say he was nice, i mean that he thought he was nice. Or at least he saw crushing small children with his big flat feet as nice. [Who am I to judge? People in glass houses, you know.] Anyway, Sunny Blue Robot was out crushing small children when he got tired and decided to take a break. So he sat on a building. Where else would a big robot like Sunny Blue Robot sit? Seriously, you tell me where a freakin' robot like that could sit? You tell me and I'll draw it. Anyway, after he wasn't tired anymore, he got up to continue crushing small children.