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We begin the middle of the story, with TIME BISCUT MAN foling another evil scheme
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| So, seriously BOLTRON, you've got to knock this "destroying the world stuff off, man, it's played out. You've got so much going for you besides your evil, xenophobic hatred of all humans. | |
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| Well, I usually don't say this to robots, but your groinal flap is coving an obviously impressive robot package. Frankly, chicks dig well-hung robots. | |
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| BOLTRON was unaware of this. BOLTRON was traumatized in gym class in grade 8 when TOBOR mocked his circumcision. | |
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Later, TIME BISCUT MAN celebrates this surprisingly non-catastrophic victory by relaxing with one of his many "secret ladies":
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| And he was all like "BOLTRON will wash his face and go to a club and try to score some poon--would you like to come with?" and I was like, "naw man, I got plans" Er . . .we DO have plans, right? | |
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| Only if you twist them both, TIME BISCUT MAN. | |
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