DBX walks into the room.

DBX: Woa! Storm Call, what are you wearing?

Storm Call: A silver jumpsuit. It's the look of the new millenium...besides, it protects me better against those dang dingos.

Grimlock: Yup. It sure looks good on you, girl. And it even smells like cheese.

Storm Call: Hey! Is that an insult?

DBX: I don't think he meant it to be. Sniff-sniff. What's that smell in the room?

ClasicCyBEERtron: *burp* that's the last time I actually play 'hundred bottles of beer on the wall' by myself. Awful lot of beer, man.

DBX: *shrug* Is it jsut me, or are the celebrations this new years not as hot as last year's?

ClasicCyBEERtron: *erp!* Whatdyamean? I got kissed by di beeeeeeeeyyyyooooooootiful Britney Spears last night. *erp*

Megatron Neo burst in.

Megatron Neo: DId I hear Britney Spears?

DBX: yes you did. And Clasic Cyb kissed her.

ClasicCyBEERtron: NOpe! She kissed me!

Tarantulas3000:Now that's just not right. Storm Call, like the suit I gave you?

Storm Call: Yep! But, it smells like cheese. People say I stink.

T3K: NO you don't. COme on, you make the silver jumpsuit worthwhile.

Storm Call: *sniff* thanks. Happy new year!

SMOOOOOOOCH!

TRANSFORMINATOR: Hey! Hey! If Storm Call's going to be kissing anyone, it's going to be me!

Super Galvatron throws a beer bottle at TRANSFORMINATOR.

SMACK!

Kane: Ouch! WHatwasdatfer?

Grimlock: Ooops.

Super Galvatron throws another bottle. CRASH!

CPU: Oh my gosh! TRANSFORMINATOR's down for the count. ANd he's not getting up!

RAMPAGE: Saweeeeeeeeeet!

TS walks in. "Helllllllooooooooooooooooooooooo evy body! Wassssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuppppppp???"

Storm Call: Eeep! He's drunk!

Super Galvatron picks up another beer bottle. "It's a shame Devastator's got a hangover...oh well. Open fire!!!!!!!!"

TS: Uh-oh.........

TS flies out of the ERB Mansion.

TS: You'll hear from my lawyers!

AC sits beside him. "What lawyers?"

"Yeah? WHat lawyers?" Triceradon says, joining them.

"What?" Ts says. "What happened to the way I speak. ANd you speak. HOw come they're in quoatations?"

"Because, silly," AC says, running her fingers through his hair, "We're not in the board."

"That explains a lot," Triceradon groaned.

Kane and Chrisbot join them. "Mesa remember them good ol' days. Good time those days were."

"What?" Kane says, staring in disbelief at what CB said. "Anyway, we're having our own little new year's party out here. Want to join us?"

"New Year's over," TS shouts, "Get a clue!"

"Hmph!" Kane grumbles. "Of all the lousy stinkin' slag suckin' saurian slagging..."

A beer can flies out and smacks Kane hard. SMACK DOWN!

........this is leading no where........don't....have.....the...talent....I.. ...had......months.....agoooooo.........shameful, aint it?..............