The Hulk takes a break from destroying trees to smash a tank/ballista/whatever

The Hulk has an odd propensity to smash trees whilst selling Hostess food products — either that or taking roller-skating, disco-loving hooligans and rolling them up in asphalt like it’s carpet. Here his salesmanship is a little more straight-forward, pitting him against his age-old enemy: mechanized instruments of war. And then he becomes the Johnny Appleseed of fruit pies. And the scientists, fresh off a hard day of loosing rogue weapons on an unsuspecting mankind, can’t get enough of them. I am become death, devourer of high-fructose corn syrup.

Excelsior, I guess.