the brave little toaster goes to mars supreme commander

I'M THE FUTURE! OH, YEAH? WELL, LISTEN, YOU- YOU RADIOACTIVE THING, YOU. THEY'LL COME AND THEY'LL GO, BUT I'LL STILL BE HERE. THEY'RE JUST HUMANS! NO CIRCUITS TO SPEAK OF. MISS THEM? YOU GUYS ARE NOT TO BE BELIEVED. HOW COME THE MASTER ONLY TAKES YOU OUT EVERY APRIL 14th? TAX TIME! I LIVE FOR IT! BLANKY, WHAT'S THE MATTER? WHEN ARE THE MASTER AND MISTRESS COMING HOME? I MISS THEM. WHAT DID YOU SAY? I SAID, 'NONE OF US NEEDS A HEARING AID'! AS THEY SAY IN THE OLD COUNTRY, A HINT I CAN TAKE. THANK GOODNESS! BUT FOR THE LIFE OF ME I CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHAT HE'S GOOD FOR.

WHY ELSE WOULD THEY KEEP CHANGING MY BATTERY? I STILL CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHY THEY DIDN'T TOSS HIM IN THE OL' TRASHEROO WHEN THEY MOVED IN. THE MISTRESS AND THE MASTER MUST LIKE HIM. I THINK HE GOT A NEW-MODEL HEARING AID JUST BEFORE HE MOVED AWAY. HE USED TO BELONG TO SOME SMARTY-PANTS GUY. AH, YOU WERE SAYING THAT HEARING AID HAS BEEN HERE A LONG TIME? YEAH. HE WAS IN THE JUNK DRAWER WHEN WE MOVED IN, REMEMBER? A FORMER OWNER OF THE HOUSE MUST HAVE LEFT HIM THERE. WHY, BACK IN THE OLD COUNTRY- HERE HE GOES WITH THE BLUE DANUBE AND THE WIENER SCHNITZEL AGAIN. ♪ I LIKE BREAD AND BUTTER WAH-WAH-DOO-DAH DAY ♪ ♪ A SCOTTY WOTTY DOO-DAH DAY, YEAH ♪ PREPARE A EULOGY. ♪ NO MORE BREAD AND BUTTER ♪ - ♪ NO MORE TOAST AND JAM ♪ - ♪ NO MORE BREAD AND BUTTER NO MORE TOAST AND JAM ♪ ♪ NO MORE BREAD AND BUTTER NO MORE TOAST AND JAM ♪ ♪ OH, IT'S THE LITTLE PEST FROM THE JUNK DRAWER. HOW 'BOUT SOME RAP? - THEY DON'T CALL THEM 'GOLDEN OLDIES' FOR NOTHIN'. ♪ ♪ HE LIKES BREAD AND BUTTER ♪ ♪ HE LIKES TOAST AND JAM ♪ YEAH! I LOVE THIS SONG! WELL, COME OVER HERE, TWIST MY DIAL AND PUMP UP THE VOLUME! WHEE! ♪ HE LIKES BREAD AND BUTTER ♪ ♪ YOU KNOW, THERE HAVE BEEN SOME GOOD SONGS WRITTEN IN THE LAST 20 YEARS.

THIS FIRST ONE'S GOING OUT TO OUR CHROME-PLATED CRONY WITH A BIG HEART FULL OF CRUMBS.

The brave little toaster goes to mars supreme commander