A weekly rummage in the attic of sci-fi
"Weakling human scum! We are the Cybermen! A mighty race of metal warriors who purged ourselves of puny emotions countless millennia ago! Entire galaxies lie crushed beneath our merciless steel fist! What's that? It looks like I'm reduced to flogging dodgy t-shirts of our deadliest enemy like some chrome-plated market trader? Silence! We are the Cybermen! We are incapable of shame or embarrassment! So shut yer cakehole. Or I'll brain yer. Two for a tenner, John! Two for a tenner!"