I see you got rid of the defective toaster made by our defective fabber.
Schlock took care of it.
I'm surprise he didn't take care of you. He's not keen on exploding food or practical jokes.
Are you kidding? This is Sergeant Schlock we're talking about. He begged me for it so he could take it down to the firing range.
See? You get a lot more stopping power out of whole wheat.
It's my turn now.