Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old. The pines were roaring on the height, The winds were moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread, The trees like torches blazed with light.
Perhaps it is part of some master plan to go to Egypt and scare the Autobots with a giant Decepticon mummy? The only snag was that the mummy costume only had enough bandages to wrap up a flesh creature. Would explain why he looks so sad.
Rumble.
R.I.P, Menasor.
I can't believe I thought Cassettes were the way of the future.