Captions by ChevyTron

Yoshi?

When you guys said Royal Flush, I didn't think you meant it literally! *sniff* I suck at Poker!

There appears to be a giant housing unit in the middle of space. Oh, wait... THAT'S GALVATRON!

Hurry, get the gun before she blows her brains out! I've seen babies, they all have an oral fixation.

Blonde Girl: It looks like it wants to eat us!
Indian Man: We ARE in the middle of an orchard.

OK, where do his arms go? I couldn't transform this thing if it saved my life!

Something is oozing out of my head. Hope its not my bra- DUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRR!

Hound: I've got a shrink gun!I'll make you fun size!

These are the rejected "pubescent" models.

Wow. These guys are wasted. That Shnapps must be good.
*Takes a sip* I see pretty colours!

BANG! Damn, I guess only Chuck Norriscan do that.

Who the hell does that Chevrolet Camaro think he is? He can't replace me!

Megatron:Yeucch...I'm not scraping Spike off of the road.

Optimus:Well it aint gonna be me, either!

KA...ME...HA...ME...HA!

Ah great! Some idiot went and lubricated on my head!

The self-destruct function would be nice...
IF THERE WAS ANYONE HERE!

Magnus: F***
Arcee: *gasp*

A transport, we're saved! OVER HERE!

Bumblebee: Hey, quit drinkin' up there! I can't be the designated driver if you guys get hammered!

The new director at the school choir.
Scorponok: NOW WHEN I SAY FORTISSIMO, I MEAN FORTISSIMO!
Humans: AAAAAAAAAH!

Spike: They gone yet?
Mikaela: Nope. Those crazy fanboys still want our autographs. That one dressed up as Optimus scares me.

Bumblebee is as large as a bright yellow locomotive, and about just as subtle.

Guy at Door: You guys look exaughsted, You'd think they campedout for a week to see the new Transformers Movie or something.

How much for the giant robot imitating Phoenix Wright?

Dad: I think that music is gonna make you deaf.
Spike: WHAT?
Bumblebee: HE SAID THE MUSIC WILL MAKE YOU DEAF?
Spike: What music? I can't hear a daggone thing.

This very day gave Megatron some ideas of what to do to kill Autobots.

This was the first and last time anyone listened to waltz music on this vessel. Because reattaching robot arms isn't cheap.

What, you think honey's gonna come out? That, my friend, is PROFILING!