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Asimo, Almost Human


Cinderella. said…
I'm amazed !
And thats a damn cute robot !!!
Jason said…
Solitaire said…
Ghost..come find out life partner on Short and Sweet
Keshi said…
didnt ya know Asimo is my final HOPE of finding a man!

Jeevan said…
Hum... a great conductor. Thanks for the video bro.
Where do you get all this?!

BTW, did you ask your mother? I can't wait forever..

Ghost Particle said…
[cindy] Ill get you one when the prices change from USD100,000 to something more affordable. :)

[jason] can you imagine them running around everywhere! like a million of them around us? scary. but its nice. :P

[solitaire] did that!

[keshi] then I shall be ASIMO! :D

[jeevan] np bro. he is more than a his videos.

[gautami] asimo? well he is my friend :P hahaha...just surf the net gautami.

havent told mom do we go forth? :P

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