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On the mean streets of Bakersfield, an epic struggle is about to begin...
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| I WAS SENT TO DESTROY THE WORLD!!! STARTING WITH YOU!!! | |
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| Sacre bleu! I am beat-poet, artist type guy. I will conquer this upstart with maddening philosophical ramblings and meterless poetry to SAVE THE FUCKING WORLD | |
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Depressed John and Kate were breaking up, much to John's surprise...
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| Dear Depressed John, by the time you read this, I will be gone... erm | |
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| You were supposed to read that AFTER I left! Damn it, why'd I have to go to the bathroom and leave the letter on the table? | |
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In Professor Z's Orbital Lab
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| So I'm going out with Kate tomorrow night. | |
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| Oh, you wacky robot! Make your creator (me) proud! | |
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