Oh, he's cute. Mr. I can never sleep when I'm traveling. He's hugging his pillow like a sloth on a branch.

He couldn't sleep before. Now listen to him. Sounds like an elephant with a chest infection.

Well, they call him a dreamer. And now they're right.

All aboard, Mr. I can never sleep when I'm traveling.

Find all the comfort you need in the quiet lounge.

Piando Ferries, there is another way. We are Ken Jennings and John Roderick. We speak to you from our present, which we can

only assume is your distant past, the turbulent time that was the early 21st century.

Fearing the great cataclysm that will surely befall our civilization, we began this

monumental reference of strange and obscure human knowledge.

These recordings represent our attempt to compile and preserve wonders and esoterica that would otherwise be lost.

So whether you're listening from an advanced civilization or have just reinvented the technology

to decrypt our transmissions, this is our legacy to you.

This is our time capsule.

This is the omnibus. Oh, You have accessed entry 1411 dot LV 2025 certificate number 29158, the Washingy Bear.

All the raccoons participated, whether they could transform or not,

and together they generated and focused phenomenal quantities of power.

That night, the fighting spirit of the raccoons was greater than ever.

In fact, their enthusiasm was so boundless, they began transforming into a parade of frightening specters long before they reached the human city.

Do you have a raccoon encounters as part of your northwest like self-mythology?

It's not even part of my self-mythology.

It's actually just part of my residence there are raccoons in the

backyard they wander around at night you know looking in the trash when we laid down

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