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Rabid: This happened last year! What gives?!
Rabish: MY PROGRAMMING DEMANDS IT
Dr Quickly: I've built a vast army of kite-eating machines! To send into the past all at once!
Rabid: I just don't remember that happening, is all.
Dr Quickly: You don't?
Rabid: A DELICIOUS KITE LET ME EAT IT
Rabish: IN MY CENTURIES OF WAITING I HAVE LEARNED THE ERROR OF MY WAYS SO I MUST STOP YOUR ROBOT ARMY
<<ZOT>>
Dr Quickly: Dang it stop ruining my plans!
Rabish: NOW TO SEND YOU INTO THE DISTANT PAST AND FULFILL OUR RETRODESTINY
Dr Quickly: Merry ecksmas.
Rabid: Cool! A robot clone!
Rabish: Why is mine all oldy-looking?