ToxSinInc - Gotta Get A Death Ray!

O, thy, Sinisterist... We come, bearing plans For a most, insidious tool- "Is it... Hmm, Marketable?" I, uh- Um, marketable? Y-your, Toxicness, sire, I- I- "Alright, alright... What is it, then?" It's, a- Um- It's a Death Ray! "A, Death, Ray, 'ay? Hmmm... could we sell... A, Death, Ray... Hmmm-" I, uh, I mean Your Toxicness, sire Certainly, you don't mean To release these, upon The public scene, um- "Nonsense." Oh, nonsense. Nonsense, yes... "Of course." Of course, of course. T'would be, madness! Ha ha. Madness, after all... "We're not going to be, 'releasing them to the public'." Oh, of course, not Sire, I- "We're gonna sell 'em." S-s-ell, them, Sire? Sire, you- "But, anyways..." (Death Rays!) But, anyways, Death Rays? "Yes, we have to have-" A new, Death Ray? "You gotta give me, that-" Death Ray? "Yes! Better make it, a-" Death Ray? Sire, is this truly The, only way "Yes. We're gonna sell, a million-" (Death Rays!) "Sigh... Ok. Your, Most Sinisterist of Toxicness, Sire." Yes, away! Away, ye creature, of the lab... My... Homunculus... "W-what was that, Sire?" I said, away! And, do not dare return Until you have at least... One thousand, grosse. "O-one, thousand, grosse?" *gulp* Yes! One thousand grosse- (Death Rays!) "Yes, we have to have-" A new, Death Ray? "You gotta give me, that-" Death Ray? "Yes! Better make it, a-" Death Ray? Sire, is this truly The, only way "Yes. I want, a thousand-" (Death Rays!) ... In grosse ... Welcome now, to Factory Nine, the Largest employer In your town. Now... Today's the day. Oh... We're feeling fine- "Is- Is this really, the legacy we're gonna, leave behind?" Oh yeah, baby it's (Production time!) "Yes, we have to have-" A new, Death Ray? "You gotta give me, that-" Death Ray? "Yes! Better make it, a-" Death Ray? Sire, is this truly The, only way "Yes. I want, a thousand-" (Death Rays!) Whelp, last truck, is all loaded up. And, With great time, to boot. Anyway, we're ready At, any time, to go... "Then let's, get these things, a-moving!" Alright, you heard 'em, boys We're on the move, its- What is it, again? "It's Death Rays!" That's right fellas, we're Death Rays, on the move... (Toot toot!) "Yes, we have to have-" A new, Death Ray? "You gotta give me, that-" Death Ray? "Yes! Better make it, a-" Death Ray? "Toot toot, lads! Its, a truck full 'o-" (Death Rays!) Mom, mom! Hadn't you heard? "Why, how rude to imply that I've somehow, gone deaf..." No, Ma. The news, the news. They're- They're, everywhere! "Oh, you mean, about these? A, Ray, of the, Death? Wow, mom's really packin' now... "Packing? Packing, what?" Packin', them- (Death Rays!) "Yes, we have to have-" A new, Death Ray? "You gotta give me, that-" Death Ray? "Yes! Better make it, a-" Death Ray? "Tell me that there's some, in stock..." Yeah, but it'll cost ya- "Ok, I'll take, uh, how about, a hundred-" (Death Rays!) "Well, your most Toxiness, I suppose that you've finally done the deed... But, tell me. At what cost? Hmm? At. What. Cost?" Well, Nicholas... My, curious and hideous Hobbling, homunculus... "Y-yes, Sire?" For just, sixty-six Sixty-three You, can purchase Your very own, you see? "I- I can? But, I don't know-" Why, you can find them, at your favorite retail store, of The many, fine products, of "Toxic, And Sinister..." Inc. "Oh, ok. But, anyways..." Death Rays? Hey, hey- Yes! Anyways- (Death Rays!)