this is a story about me that my friend wrote for a paper
On my first day of high school I arrived highly disgruntled, I didn’t expect to make many new friends. However, despite expectations, I experienced quite the opposite. One of these people, responsible for this, held the name of Rob Plusko. I met up with a long time friend and was surprised to see someone lurking behind him. This guy looked like he was following my friend. I asked who he was, and my friend replied, “this is Rob,” This random stranger stood like Godzilla in downtown Tokyo. He waded through the midget masses--their necks bent at right angles, eyes bulging in awe of his stature. Shock fragmented my brain. Someone exceeded my height! I was struck dumb. Giant’s comradery formed the basis of our friendship.
During sophomore year all boundaries were broken… well a few remained intact. One icy winter morning, in our sophomore year, Rob created a startlingly strange thing to do. This was a bizarre personality development, even for him. It originated from Rob’s highly unique mind. The Hug-A-Bot, as he called it, consisted of Rob yelling out, “Hug-a-bot 5000, ACTIVATE!” then assaulting the nearest person in what one might consider a hug.
To those who did not know Rob, the sight of him making short spastic robotic motions and slowly walking towards a person might be just a bit frightening. I could imagine seeing a hulk slowly walking towards a person of average stature with arms rhythmalic pulsing would be rather disconcerting. But even more so, Rob wrapping his arms around one’s body like tentacles and lifting him high up into the air might scare anyone that didn’t know what gentle giant Rob really was.
This escapade continues to this day, but with a few slight alterations. Now it is quicker, due to people anticipating the eminent event, then running. Also, Rob has grown, causing even more anxiety. So instead of being hoisted into the air maybe two feet off the ground, now he hoists them three feet off the ground. The frequency of the hug-a-bot has gone down quite a bit. We used to see it three to five times a day until about the midway of junior year. Then his ingenious mind produced a new invention, spawned from the unfathomably deep creative pool of Kemmer’s class room. Named the “I-pod Robot”, it was initiated from a conversation about how much the Apple I-pod screws its owners. His thought processes distorted this Apple evil to an I-pod transforming into a robot and Rob doing some repetitive bouts of “air humping”.
I would have to say these are not even some of the strangest escapades with Rob. But the others are either too inappropriate or have been lost to obscurity in my own mind’s swirling wasteland of thought and apathy. Rob’s actions can be summed up in the words of the Monty Python member John Cleese in Rat Race, “I can do anything I want to, I’m eccentric.”
If you actually read all of that yeah the huga bot is the ultimate glomper and i will bring him back for next con yeah ian(Darkhobo) great story!
