My Kind Of Robot

This is for , who planted the mental image in my head. And all you robot lovers out there.

What you are not seeing is the next picture in the sequence, in which the wrecking-ball-breasted-robot knocks itself in the knees and/or crotch and falls over in a metal ball of agony and broken servos.

If any of you were thinking of building a humanoid robot with semi-detached movable parts attacked to its chest area... don't.