I’m going to need about 37 of these if I am to have any sort of decent minion army to do my bidding.
The catch is that if I saw them coming toward me, I am not sure if I would shit my pants first then die of fright, or if that would happen simultaneously.
BTW, the key to making an escape from them appears to be ice (1:45).
(HT to the lovely CQ for this!)
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Those DARPA people have got no imagination. Why don’t they make a big one. Dinosaur big, with a gun turret on the back. That would put the willies up the bad guys.
As creepy as these things are, I was surprised at my visceral, momentarily horrified reaction to the guy kicking it – as if it were a real dog-goat-thingie. I got over it quickly once it went back to whirring & prancing (a lot like my boxer).