After spending most of the week not doing much of anything but throwing playground insults at each other, the fight has finally started and the first punch has been thrown, with TRAZE-R taking it on the nose (yeah, I know, but I just couldn't resist). Who knows what sort of metal mayhem we're in for. Personally, I'd like to have them run at each other, arms swinging, with possibly some sort of hidden arsenal of weapons revealed, but I probably shouldn't get my hopes up. What I do like about this is the random commentator who has suddenly appeared. (I had no idea that this event was going to be televised or broadcast on the radio. You'd think that someone would have tipped the cops off to that, but then again, if they stopped the fight, no one could pay to watch or listen. Still, it does leave me wondering which direction the robots are moving across my radio dial.)
Saturday, November 8, 2008
He ain't pretty no more.
After spending most of the week not doing much of anything but throwing playground insults at each other, the fight has finally started and the first punch has been thrown, with TRAZE-R taking it on the nose (yeah, I know, but I just couldn't resist). Who knows what sort of metal mayhem we're in for. Personally, I'd like to have them run at each other, arms swinging, with possibly some sort of hidden arsenal of weapons revealed, but I probably shouldn't get my hopes up. What I do like about this is the random commentator who has suddenly appeared. (I had no idea that this event was going to be televised or broadcast on the radio. You'd think that someone would have tipped the cops off to that, but then again, if they stopped the fight, no one could pay to watch or listen. Still, it does leave me wondering which direction the robots are moving across my radio dial.)
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