Pick 'em up, Pick-up sticks!

The last man crouched outside wearing a straw hat and laser-beam suit.  The robot-gang around the corner were tightening their bolts and sighting in lava-guns, preparing for the soon-ensuing battle.

The bells up on Radio Tower clanged four times and so it began.  Lasers and lava flying everywhere.  Oh, what a ruckus!!!

The last man's straw hat didn't last long but the laser-beam suit worked great and within ten minutes every single one of the robots were exploded and separated into sheet metal and wires, to be at some point recycled and turned into car-carburetors and retro Christmas wreaths!!

The last man lived on.
 

Try to Maintain Some Peace While I Figure This Out

They're too flavorful.  I wish they'd dull it down a little.  Make it stand out less.  Take a chalk board to the eraser and draw a pale of water or dog-eating-bone.  For christ's sake, I'm under enough stress as it is.