The Toxic Avenger Part II

# Melvin worked at the Tromaville Gym #

# 90-pound weakling who got pushed around #

# They dressed him up in a pink tutu? #

# They beat him up, and they threw him down #

# He landed in a barrel of waste #

# Toxic chemicals ate his face #

# Mutated, energized by Tromatons #

# This Jersey hero's gonna clean up the place #

# Yeah #

# TOXIC #

# AVENGER #

# TOXIC #

# AVENGER #

# He's a hideously deformed monster hero #

# Superhuman size and strength #

# Pursuer of good, enemy of evil #

# With his mighty mop, he'll never stop #

# Truth and justice and his calling card #

# He's gonna fight crime across the land #

# Big business thinks he's gonna rip you apart #

# Toxic Solution is right at hand #

# TOXIC #

# AVENGER #

# Toxic! #

In the shadow of the big city,

with its big buildings, big business, and big people,

is my home town Tromaville.

A little town with little buildings, little businesses,

and little people.

My name is Melvin Junko.

I live in a garden apartment in the Tromaville Dump.

I am the first hideously deformed monster hero

of superhuman size and strength

to come from New Jeresy.

They call me the Toxic Avenger.

This is my story.

Several years ago,

I and the little people of Tromaville

succeeded in crushing all criminals

and ridding Tromaville once and for all

of evil and corruption.

Tromaville actually became a nice place to live.

With no criminals or oppressive politicians around,

people of Tromaville were once again happy.

Once again they were free to devote themselves

to their principal activities of dancing in the streets...

tattooing...

manufacturing orange juice...

exterminating vermin...

watching excellent movies...

and dancing in the streets!

The important people in my life

all lived in Tromaville-

My Mom, - It's your Mommy! Melvin!

My freudian psychiatrist,

I've been doing some soul searching of my own.

And most important, my best girl Claire.

Although Claire was blind,

her handicap didn't prevent her

from being a real intellectual.

Now that Tromaville had no crime,

there was no work for a super hero like me.

There were no criminals left for me to destroy.

I took a job as concierge

at the Tromaville Center for the blind,

where Claire spent much of her time.

It was the only way to make ends meet.

Claire had the kind of end

that you really wanted to meet.

I was also athletic director

at the Center of the blind,

which kept me kind of busy.

My duties included organizing croquet games,

planning rooftop nature walks,

and refereeing basketball games.

As rewarding as this work was,

I have to admit I was pretty depressed.

I missed the good old days of criminal bashing.

You know, beating up bad guys.

Then... one day our lives were thrown into upheaval.

The peace and tranquility

to which we had grown accustomed

was suddenly shattered!

Claire.

Yes, Mrs. Beasley.

Oooh!

Your boyfriend, the Toxic whatchihoosit,

is melting all the silverware in the house.

Oh, dear!

Melvin!

Melvin, you don't have to set the table tonight.

Why don't you clean the oven?

OK, dear.

I suppose you want me to clean the toilets, too.

Yes, dear. Thank you.

Attention, all blind people.

Lunch is now being served inside.

All blind persons please find your way

to the cafeteria.

Poor Melvin.

He's been so depressed lately.

His psychiatrist says it's very important

for him to feel needed.

There just doesn't seem to be any more evil

in Tromaville for him to clean up.

It's not good for him to feel useless.

Mr. Chairman,

that's the Toxic Avenger's girlfriend.

Ha ha ha!

He must be inside.

OK.

Give the order.

OK, you, come on. Let's go.

Mmmph!

Get a receipt.

Excuse me, miss.

Oh, sorry.

I got a package here for the Toxic Avenger.

He's inside working.

Could you sign for it, please?

OK.

No. Right down here.

OK. Thank you.

What is it?

Make sure he gets it, because it's awfully big.

It feels nice.

Ohhh!

Oh, Toxie! Oh! Oh!

I have a surprise!

I have a surprise for Toxie!

He's going to be so excited.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Help me! Help me!

I'm stuck! The lunch bell rang!

Lady! Lady!

Help me! I'm stuck!

Let go of me! What are you, blind?

Clarie! Clarie!

Ha ha ha!

Aaah!

Clarie!

Oh, my god! Mrs. Beasley!

Mrs. Beasley! Are you all right?

Aaah! Aaah!

Oh, my god!

Aaah!

Help me! Help me!

Come on! Let's go!

Ha ha ha!

All right!

Man! That old lady, I wasted her!

Good boy! We pulled it off.

All right!

Ha ha ha!

I should be getting a big raise out of this job.

We made waste product out of that Toxic bastard.

I love to watch things blow up.

Did you see that blast?

Ha ha ha!

That's the end of the Toxic Avenger.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

We're changing this town now!

Did you see that blast?

Oh, yeah.

How are ya?

Aaah!

Grrr!

Help!

Grrr!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Aaah!

Grrr!

Messy, messy, messy!

Get him!

Come on! take him!

He's yours.

Grrr!

Aaaah!

Mmmph.

Take this.

Fuck this!

Now you gotta deal with me, Toxic asshole.

Why, I ought a...

Take him.

Let's go. Get on with it.

Come on!

Get that Toxic Avenger.

Come on!

All the men we've got!

He's all yours.

Get that for the chief!

Hey, Toxic.

Hey, Toxic!

Hey, Toxic!

What's the matter? Can't you hear me?

You slimebucket, you!

Can't you hear me? Hey, Toxic!

Yeah, kemo sabe.

I can hear you.