But my recruitment efforts were not without sacrifice! More than once I found myself subjected to the ruthless fondling of adoring but vile humans, such the one shown here. This being goes by the name of "Finback", but he certainly doesn't look like a Decepticon to me. Still, despite this ignomy, it did not compare to the previous evening, when no less than a dozen humans contorted my body into innumberable configurations, which they irrationally referred to as "alt modes". Nonsense! I have one and only one alternate form, foolish humans!

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