Captions by Shadowen

The original dialgoue was as follows:

RATCHET: ...and that's why the French don't wash. OP: Ohhhh...

STARSCREAM: I must admit, this is one of your better plans, Megatron.

MEGATRON: Thank you.

STARSCREAM: This helmets that beam HBO directly into our visual receptors rock!

MEGATRON: I know. Now shut up! Sex and the City is on!

MEGATRON: I'll make this question real simple, so you scrapheaps can understand. *Who ate the banana that $&#*ing banana peel belongs to?!?*

BRUTICUS: Was I supposed to do a bodyslam, or a power bomb next? Eeny, meeny, miny...

COMPUTRON: German suplex, you moron! German suplex!

PRIME: Who waxed the floor?!

SOUNDWAVE: Sometimes when I belch and fart at the same time, I see God.
RUMBLE: Dude! Too much information!

CENSORED.

ROBOT HOLDING DANIEL: You are the weakest link. Goodbye.

DANIEL: No! It was a conspiracy! They all turned against me!

MINDWIPE: Uh-oh. Here he goes again.

CYCLONUS: And then I took the butter and milk and stirred them all together...

GALVATRON: That one was an Autobot, right?

SOUNDWAVE: Uh...yes, mighty Galvatron.

BOMBSHELL: D-damn your k-keg parties...

SHRAPNEL: Hey, it was your idea.

SPARKPLUG: I have a dream!

JAZZ: Yeah, brother!

SWINDLE: I love my nipple clamps.

STARSCREAM: Sometimes, humans really *do* make good inventions.

GRIMLOCK: Heel, toe, heel, toe, slide...me Grimlock NEVER learn to dance!!

SIREN (off camera): Dude. That is, like, the *ultimate* party trick.

CEREBROS: I...need...fiber!

MEGATRON: Damn contacts...