Malfunction Junction 4
It's garbagin' time
Today was the day: Brandon Bot’s last hurrah.
His circuits were rewired, his gears cleaned and oiled, and his software patched with the latest updates. Brandon Bot slid on his trademark Aviators even though he sat in a dimly lit room. The Creepy Cackler’s aspirations were circling the drain. Despite the fact he’d been kicked to the curb, Brandon Bot was resurrected in a last ditch effort to save the day.
His computer monitor flared to life, the web camera light blinked; broadcasting his shriveled visage across the country. A conceited smirk split his pinched face.
“Listen, Jack! You’re garbage!”
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