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[In the middle of a war, after Mrs. Forrester is hit.]Mrs. Forrester: (panting) Just what I need!Bobo: Medic! Medic!Observer: [enter] Here I am!Mrs. Forrester: Brain Guy? What the hell is...your...deal?Observer: My race is pacifist and does not believe in war. We only kill out of personal spite. We will, however, administer humanitarian aide. (begins attending to Forrester's wound)Mrs. Forrester: ...what's that smell?!Observer: Oh! Mustard gas!Mrs. Forrester: Mustard Gas! Get the masks!Bobo: Oh, no, that's just me; I ate a whole jar of popnids with my knishes for lunch.Observer: Good god, ape...Mrs. Forrester: That's it, we're pulling out![Clanking sound is heard]Observer: Hand grenade!Bobo: Grenade! I'll save you! [throws Observer to the ground; the grenade goes off right near him]Mrs. Forrester: Bobo, Brain Guy, quit farting around and get in the van! Okay, Nelson, we need air support an we need it fast!Observer: [looks up] It's a good thing I don't have a body... [flops back down][Back on the SOL, Mike Nelson is pouring baking soda into a bomb casing while Crow and Tom Servo watch on]Mike Nelson: Sure, no problem; I used to make these babies in junior high school, out of vinegar and baking soda...Crow: I-is that too much baking soda, Mike, or-Mike: [ignoring Crow] ...and high school, now that I think of it. And college, too. Got...got expelled for that...Tom Servo: D-definitely too much baking soda, Mike.Crow: Just a little too much.[Crow makes a small "Whoa..." as Mike pulls out a much larger box of baking soda and filling the bomb casing with it]Mike: And for that temp job I worked on, too...until that one guy in receiving got me fired...Crow: Heh, Mike, Mike, honey...the baking soda-Mike: [again ignoring Crow]It was just a little prank, but he had to rat out on me, didn't he? Oh, well, I guess some people are just like that...Tom Servo: So! Bombs away, Mike!Crow: Okay, Mike! Bombs away!Mike: Oh! Right... [Mikes walks away with the bomb as Crow and Tom Servo cheer]Crow: Bombs away, Mike!Tom Servo: Bombs away! [to Crow] Hey, I heard you can make a bazooka out of PVC tubing and a used diaper.Crow: Is that so?[Mike reenters without the bomb]Crow: Okay, okay! Hee-hee-hee...Mike: There you go, Mrs. Forrester, a little distraction...Crow: A little distraction![Mike and the bots laugh, and then a huge explosion goes off, knocking the bots off Mike's workstation.]Crow: [gets back up] Okay...few things, Mike. First, well, you blew up another planet, obviously; what's that, three for you now?Tom Servo: Think so...Crow: Second, uh-ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR STUPID, ROTTED SKULL, YOU DUMB MAN?!

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