Coffee Break 3/28/2011
When I was seven, I played with the Transformers Head Master, Hardhead, like he was a badass Autobot soldier. He always beat the hell out of Ramjet, Kickback and any other scrub Decepticon that wasn’t Galvatron. Thanks to the Internet, I now know this is completely untrue. He has more in common with a drunk uncle than he does a staunch defender of Fortress Maximus.