My name is William Carter. I'm around 60 years old. I am trapped in the nightmare throne, where all of them are, and I am not married. I am trapped and forced to listen to ragtime and i will probably never get home. I smoke and occasionally drink.

I haven't slept in years, and make sure to bully wilson, no matter what. After having a glass of nightmare fuel and doing about twenty minutes of self reflecting before "sleeping", I usually have no problems being dapper until morning. Just like a gentleman scientist, I wake up with fatigue and stress in the morning. I have not seen a doctor in years

I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life but is trapped in the constant. I take care to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sanity at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight I wouldn't lose to anyone.

yo momma