Rusty, Rusty, Rusty. What can I say? He's not so special. He blames me for everything, (even though most of the time it IS my fault.) He is the freight train engine, so I have to follow him wherever he wants. He used to think I was okay, cause I never said anything to him, and I offered to help anyone at all who needed it.
Rusty is always mushing over something, usually Pearl. It's enough to make you sick, the way he's always fussing over her and whining about her and saying how much he loves her. Believe me, it's not pretty. Rusty and Pearl are cute together, but I would rather not see them flirting all over the trainyard. But I kinda think they deserve each other. They are both annoying.
Rusty's a crybaby. After he lost the race against Greaseball and Electra, (and Bobo, who should hardly even be counted at all,) he got mad at me and was bawling all over the trainyard about how it wasn't fair. AS IF IT WAS MY FAULT! (But it was, so I shouldn't complain about that.)
Rusty is always talking about the Starlight Express. Just a fairy tale that Poppa made up to entertain Rusty as a baby, and he still hasn't grown up. Rusty says the Starlight Express will help him, but I don't see that happening.
Well, anything else I can say about him? Not at this point. So, bye bye Rusty, Rusty bye bye. I'm gonna forget all about you.
