Armada Megatron: "How pathetic, you don't have a sound chip!"
Armada Galvatron: "Or even any spring-loaded features. What can you possibly bring to the table?"
Legacy Megatron makes no reply, just starts doing squats.
Armada Megatron: "Wha....what...what are you doing? HOW are you doing that?"
Armada Galvatron: "Space...space must be bending somehow...my brain! THE NON-EUCLIDIAN HORROR IS EATING MY BRAIN-"
-They both collapse screaming, or would if they had the joints anyway, as Legacy Megatron continues to do squats..."1-2, 1-2, 1-2.-"