People in South Appleton line up to have their asses kicked by ol' Cliff Yablonski. The white trash freak in the middle agrees to go first. Notice that I'm behind iron bars, the only way they can contain me. I'm an animal! NOTE TO ALL THE LADIES: I'm also single.
The only way you can determine their genders is by noticing who has the facial hair. Even then it's still a tough call.
YEARS OF UNCHECKED RADIATION FROM HIS GEEKY COMPUTER MONITORS HAS TURNED ENRIQUE MYOPIVA INTO A PLASTIC MONSTER!!!
"Yes, I did win 'Moron of the Year'. Yes, I am proud." Wait until he finds out I'm going to permanently store that award inside of him.
THE ROBOT GLOVE ALLOWS ME TO CLIMAX FASTER THAN HUMANLY POSSIBLE! Dork.