He purchased a Skrall bionicle set & a technic

He purchased a Skrall bionicle set & a technic II powered machine set. He'd lost his biotech job to his lego addiction but he was obsessed with completing his working life-sized

version of himself. He generated a total copy of himself which he would send to interviews while the "real" him stayed at home and ate hot pockets. The only problem was batteries.

He set to work on a solar hairpiece that would allow his copy to operate battery-free. He threw a ham n cheese in the nuker and buckled down. This avoidance of work was getting to

smell funnier than cancer laced microwaved piggy melt. Wouldn't it be nice if more things in life were automated? If only his mother hadn't pampered him so, he might have become

self-sufficient, but here he was, having his diaper changed by his roommate. Bing! "Our piggy melts are done," said Roomie, leaving him on the changing table for the world to see.

"Cut it out with the breast-feeding already, will ya?" My God, my roommate would do anything for a thrill. My reverse-aged friend looked satisfied, though, as far as infants go.

I mean, it's not like I object to breastfeeding in public, to help feed the homeless. Feeding them & ogling strangers' bodies are good causes, right? But my reverse-aged friend was

looking embyronic by now & people were starting to stare. His large head lolled back & forth as his fingers & toes regressed into jellified appendages.My reverse-aged friend curled

his tail around his head & continued to shrink. He thought about making a long speech like out of 'The Incredible Shrinking Man' but his mouth disappeared & then he did too.