. . . I have elected to sit on the floor in the exact geomagnetic center of a lightless subterranean vault and blow nasty farts unto eternity.
All peoples of all nations decide as One UltraBody of Truth to award William a prize ribbon in blue.
Congratulations, Humanity, you have chosen wisely.
And now, if you will excuse me, I must return to my devotions.
William exits.
All peoples of all nations continue to celebrate wildly for the next five years.
And then, of course, Bartender must gently guide all peoples of all nations through the door and into the mysterious night.
