King Slick has entered the battlefield. Below are their latest captions for your viewing pleasure — or judgment. React accordingly.
Hurry Spike, we are going to miss the Spurs putting Queen James in her proper place!
Tim Tebow quickly realizes that a tank has a better cannon than he does and decides to take up knitting booties for underprivileged orphans.
If Time Tebow got traded to the Jets, HOW AM I STILL SMELLING HIS STENCH?
Soundwave, how do I bring up Netflix, I need to get caught up on the latest season of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
You know Soundwave, I really would rather be something with some style. Perhaps a car. On second thought, cars aren't really menacing. Maybe a tank, or a plane....how bout you Soundwave? Ever wanted to be something better than a tape deck?
Arizona? ARIZONA? HA! When I conquer this worthless planet, I will rename it, NEW BETA FOUR! I NEED WIPERS ON MY OPTIC SENSORS!
Frank: So where are we picking today?
Mike: Today we are off to pick, TRIPTICON'S NOSE!
Frank: Ewww....
Introducing the latest in racing titles Transformers: Heavy Metal Racing
You can't handle what the OP can handle
You mind playing something other than Country and Western? If I hear "Beer Money" one more time...
Do I have to watch that? I have a splitting headache!
Cheer up Ray, at least Debra's cooking didn't kill you....YET!
T-ai, you know you can't tuna fish!
Trick or Treat.
Smell are feet.
AND GIVE US ALL YOUR CANDY OR WE'LL BLAST YOU TO DUST!
Your crazied! You blew em' up! GALVATRON!
Let's see, the hallmark is usually on the left foot. Yup! It's a rare piece. Should fetch about 500 to 600 at auction.
Razor Tooth want to munch metal! Razor Tooth think race car bot look tasty!
Uh, he's been having some seriously bad gastric releases Doc...can you help my kitty?
Man...I've heard of bootleg CDs...but bootleg Transformers?
Then all of the sudden, he exploded! Know I'm here covered in the guts of the Stay Puffed Mashmellow Man! Just keep me away from ice cream, hot fudge and cherries.
Grimlock (off screen): Someone say hot fudge?
After being upgraded to a Digital Camera, Soundwave suggested Reflector take up a carrer in competitive cheerleading. There track record stands undefeated...for some reason there opponents always are found to be blinded by a mysterous flash.
Reflector: Ready, LETS GO! D-E-C-E-P-T-I-C-O-N-S. GO DECEPTICONS GO! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! WIN! WIN! WIN! BEAT THE AUOTBOT BUMBS! CONQUER THE UNIVERSE! GO MEGATRON! HE'S OUR LEADER! BEAT OPTIMUS PRIME! WIN THE DAY! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT
Grimlock: Hot Rod no catch fish. Hot Rod catch Guppy.
Hot Rod: Oh yeah...let's see you catch a bigger fish Grimlock.
Grimlock: Grimlock no need too...look over there...*Grimlock points at two Killer Whales and a Great White Shark*
Hot Rod: You wi
Perceptor: Why those so-and-so's...mocking my intellegence. I'll show those so and so nerds who hide on the internet...TAKE THAT!
Wheeljack: *mocking laughter*
Perceptor: The Computer must need a "boot" up.
Wheeljack: Please, no puns. It's bad enough we got pop-ups, spam, viruses. Scams. I knew we should have signed up for Earthlink HighSpeed.
TRANSFORM! SCREAMIUS PRIME!
First Aid (in a Dr. Frankenstien voice): Know to bring my creation, the Frankenstien's monster TO LIFE! MWAH-HAHAHAHA!
(Off Screen)
Hot Spot: That's it, no more B picture horror movies for you!
Blitzwing: That's the last time I make an apperance on "You Can't Say That on Television!". I could go for some water...
*Blitzwing gets water dumped on him*
The guy who sold be this car seemed just a bit batty.
Red Alert: Can I get a new body too?
Optimus Prime: Yeah...sure...(whispering) Prime to Wheeljack...prepare a Yugo for Red Alert...
Bomb-Burst: I hope that stupid President Bush didn't find out that I was the one who sold the weapons to Saddam...
Ultra Magnus: If I told you once, I told you a thousand times, she is my girl Galvatron.
Rachet: ...and about those unpaid parking tickets, they are not going to pay themseleves! That and the cost of energon production...and that also brings up the damage caused to the town of...
Optimus: WOULD YOU PLEASE SHUT THE HELL UP!
Rachet: That
Just five more minuites Mommie...then I will kick all the booty you tell me to...
Skywarp: You sold me bogus warheads, that makes me angry...VERY, VERY ANGRY!
Arms dealer: I sware, the US will bring down much death on me and my people!
Skywarp: So will I...
Ironhide: Don't make me drive off a cliff.
Blaster: Ravage started it!
Ravage: I can't help it, Aerosmith's new stuff bites like yesterday's...
Blaster: Your one to talk Jessica Simpson fanboy.
Ironhide: Music critics...you can
Rumble: When you said make like a tree...I thought you meant leave!
Here we have the Decepticons posing for there totum pole...obviously they don't know we decided to use the Autobot Cassette bots instead.
Old Lady-"You hulagens best stay away from my panseys!"
Demolisher-"Who you calling pansey?"
Cyclonus-"Not me...I am too cowardly to be a pansey."
"I sware it was not us! We are unarmed! SERIOUSLY! WE HAVE NO ARMS!" said Slingshot
"What he said. Then again we could have been in worse shape...we could have just one leg to stand on too!" confirmed Sky Dive
"Cheap shot on
...and preforming there latest musical hit...BLUE BOT GROUP!
and qualifying on the last row of this year's Indy 500, Rumble in the yellow Decepticon entry.
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