If Mr. Bay is still trying to figure out the ending of Transformers 3, I am available for consultancy purposes.
032. Steely Glares
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The Planet Of The Warring Robots
They say they fought for eons. Till there were just two left.
Too huge and complex and deadly to ever meet in physical conflict.
Instead they just stand there, separated by an eternity of hate. Exchanging no more than a slow, steely glare.
…
Cocksucker.
Douchebag.
And the occasional insult.
Douchesucker.
Cockbag.