Traffic Slow Due To Robosaurus
Robosaurus roars onto the 401, runs over an Escalade, picks up a Miata and pours fire into the sky. Its metal jaws shriek. There is panic on the highway.
“We’ve got to do something!” says Grave Digger. He and Bigfoot are stuck on the on ramp, having followed Robosaurus from the rally.
“But what?” Bigfoot asks, headlights flickering worriedly. “There’s a traffic jam in our way.”
Robosaurus is eating a Tim Hortons truck. They’re running out of time!
“Dude. We’re monster trucks.”
They roar their engines and run over the traffic jam. Because they are monster trucks.