Boom goes the dynamite.
No, Mitch... I've never been to Rome. Yes, I've seen pictures of the Coliseum, but I'm not sure where you're going with this. It's a nice thing in its place, but... Oh, hi. Just having a word with Big Green's mad science advisor, Mitch Macaphee, professor of interstellar astro-geology ....and explosives, apparently. (He's got tenure at the school of hard knocks.) It's endearing to see a proud father try to help his son. In saying so, I don't mean to suggest that what Mitch is engaged in right now in any way resembles that wholesome impulse. No, no... that would require some modicum of sanity. I'm afraid Mitch is both attempting to help his creation, Marvin (my personal robot assistant), and blow his ass to kingdom come. Unintentionally, perhaps, but nevertheless... this is what he is attempting. Let me 'splain you. (Damn... I'm starting to talk like Tom Coburn at a confirmation hearing!) Marvin got himself a little gig as a bomb-sniffing...