Enginner: "Hey look buddy, I'm an Engineer. That means I solve problems."
[A bullet is shot behind the engineer.]
Engineer: "Not problems like 'what is beauty?' Because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy."
[2 more bullets go past his head.]
Engineer: "I solve practical problems."
[Engineer now stops, sips his beer, while his level 1 sentry kills a BLU Heavy.]
[He sets down his beer and continues to strum.]
Engineer: "For instance, how am I gonna stop some big mean motherhubbard from tearin' me a structurally superfluous new behind?
[Sentry kills a BLU Spy, and the meter goes up to 211.]
Engineer: "The answer?" [Lvl. 2 Sentry kills a BLU Scout] "Use a gun."
Engineer: "And if that don' work,"
[Lvl 3 Sentry fires rockets at an offscreen target.]
Engineer: "Use MORE gun"
[The rockets hit what sounds like a BLU scout screaming, "MY ARM!!!"]
[Engineer resumes playing, and his lvl. 1 sentry targets the arm, which appears to be a BLU Sniper's arm.]
Engineer: "Like this heavy caliber tripod-mounted little ol' number designed by me..."
[Enginner kicks the hand into the air, and the lvl. 1 sentry shoots it in midair]
Engineer: "...Built by me..."
[The same sentry shoots another off-screen target]
Engineer: "And you best hope...not pointed at YOU."