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One temporal causality violation later, our intrepid heroes must forgo discovering the origins of Thanksgiving during the Civil War to deal with the advent of a new enemy...
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| Sweet Enola Gay, what the hell? Robot Hitler!? I was sure I put an axe in your head! Well, nothing like going for twosies... | |
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| Uh, el shmucko, maybe you might notice he's got an entire army of robot nazi's backing him up before you go getting axe-happy. | |
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| Indeed, my fine foolish friends! First you played unwittingly into my hands by inadverdently destroying the American fighting spirit, allowing I and my Nazi party to take over the world... | |
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| And now at this, our first meeting, you will know the meaning of defeat by a man with his brain in a robot body who is about to take over the past as well! Hahahahahahah! Laugh with me, freakazoids! | |
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| "Oh no, nothing could possibly go wrong with this plan." You stink. | |
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| Hey, at least I was trying to contribute something positive to the world through killing famous historical figures before their time. My only crime is caring too much. And multiple homicide. | |
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