<voice> ... this is it, protagonist-kun! It's your chance to be the champion for Humanity!
<PK> ... ... uh ... why ... why is the room so grimy?

And being a technocrat. And then getting to the end of this article and he poses this question

The way this crinkled up shirt looks, it kinda looks like a polar bear frozen in ice:

gotta get up pretty early in the morning to try to poison the alarm around here

From left to right, meet: William Butler Yeast, Clint Yeastwood, Michael Doughglass, and Flat Breadatar

Disambiguation: this article refers to Wilhelm Dafoe (actor, neutral).

For William The Foe (antagonist, evil) see wikipedia.org/behind_you_in_the_mirror_but_not_when_you_turn_aroubd

The Domovoi might getcha, careful, he's on your shelf at night and oooooooooh, he's lookin'

For millennia, humanity has balanced its love of groin pain against its hatred of the horse. NO LONGER

Salisbury Hill, England has had forty years to produce an Eagle Certificate or, failing that, a single shred of evidence that Peter Gabriel conversed with ANY type of bird - and for that reason