Writin' this is totally stupid, but anythin' to distract me from fits of rage.

Whaddya mean your stupid space transport hasn't arrived today even if it was supposed to, huh!?
I hate this work, I hate this moon, I hate these mines and I hate being stuck here.

Stupid energon mine, there isn't even any high-grade around to dim my processors with.

Can't a mech just get to go home and drink themselves sensless when they wanna. Apparently not. Slag you, all of you.

I'm gonna go do some overtime work. I need somethin' to smash. And I'll smash the grinnin' faceplate of that little slimy slagger so that I really do get paid for working overtime.

I hate this.