[Zim is piloting a giant robot mech and absentmindedly destroying Irk's surface]
Soldier:
But Sir, we're still on our home planet!
Zim:
SILENCE!
[points to another solider]
Zim:
TWIST THOSE NOBS! TWIST THOSE NOBS!
[points to a different soldier]
Zim:
YOU! PULL SOME LEVERS! PULL SOME LEVERS!
[laughs evilly]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:02