Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But this one here will go down like all the others.
"shooting my robot with a laser beam."
Oh, no way. That's a real big surprise.
It's really nothing more than a common table cheese...
It's as crazy as...
True, but they take to hypnotic suggestion like cancer to a prostate.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I don't remember you complaining then.
Keep dreamin'.
Because I'm no sissy. No, sir.
All right.
Get out of my cocoon, you whore!
There's a picture of you in Monstroso's lap.
Saliva is nature's glue.
And that was the last time I saw Dr. Girl...
My arm came off.
I'll... allow it.
I was wearing this when you first met me.
It's time the Guild sentences him to a "Trial Separation."
Even got you a new wife.
Holy crap! Look at your costume!
- What'd I miss? - Now!
The Guild works clean, professional.
Oh, that was yours?
Why, in a few, oh, I don't know, decades...
The Monarch!
The author has twenty minutes to seek my aid before I just kill all of you.
I am leaving!
But this is a trial by jury, and it's up to your peers...
Oh. OK. Right. Sorry.
OK, pal, let's just keep those hands where I can see them.
Mecha-shiva!
Would you like a tissue?
Everybody's staring at me.