We've all been there: You're eager to race home with good news or just out for a relaxing stroll, and a dark unpleasant figure blocks your path. Before a single word is spoken, you recoil in horror, because you know exactly what this mysterious man wants. You can see it in his eyes...
They told us to stop playing videogames on a school night. If only we'd ignored them.
As a vicious predator, I find that I have a constant, overwhelming urge to lick apples out of a huge block of ice. It's only, natural, right?
You have summoned him and now he is here!