I'm worried about my friend Feliks Łukasiewicz, who lives at Palestyńska 1E, 03-321, Warsawa Poland. He leaves his key under the potted plant. He works at the Ćweirćfunciak, usually there from 9.00 to 17.45. He has longish blonde hair, green eyes, an attitude, and is fucking annoying. You really can't miss him, and his weakest spot is at the nape of the neck.
Haha, stupid people logic