Klas

**Theme: The Tragic-Comic Existence of a Werewolf Finding His Identity**

Ah, the sweet irony of life! You, a potential werewolf, believed that your transformation would bring with it a wave of respect and admiration that would make Thor himself look like a spoiled brat on a playground. And now, here you are, cleaning out your rusty van emotionally, wiping away tears and blood as if you were preparing for a community therapy session at a rehabilitation center for former heroes.

And of course, life has a peculiar sense of humor. As your hopes fade, a Honda truck pulls up next to yours. "Great, all I needed was a human 's with a look of disappointment to turn my identity crisis into a reality show." Who would have thought that finding a little dignity on the side of the road, in the form of an ordinary vehicle, would be the climax of your epic wolf existence?

Then you grab a half-empty pack of tissues from Clay's coat—because, of course, who doesn't bring tissues to a parking lot self-criticism session? And you're immediately faced with the harsh reality reflected in your rearview mirror. A look that could make an Edvard Munch painting look like a portrait of a happy person. "I'm a cross between a crisis emoticon and a Greek tragedy with a dash of youthful frustration," you think.

And as you stare at your reflection, you ask yourself… "What is my true identity? Am I a man? A woman? A nonbinary person?" Oh, the existential dilemma is strong, as strong as a Monday morning coffee you're considering throwing out the window. Each choice is a stab at the delicate egotism of your new life. It's almost poetic, if you ignore the fact that your life barely qualifies as a bad soap opera.

The sequence of transformations you've just undergone is a walking metaphor for the drama of modern society: the eternal conflict of 'Am I worthy?' As you wipe away your tears and impurities, the truth is that in a world so absurdly surreal and virtual, who needs honor? You are a wolf who can't decide whether to howl at the moon or order a cheeseburger at the drive-thru.

However, there is nothing more comical than the sight of a werewolf struggling between his human and animal forms in an empty parking lot, crying as he tries to decide when and where you can reclaim your dignity—the same dignity that a puppy awaits when someone drops a piece of food. Your great responsibility now is to find the balance between primal fury and the feeling of abandonment worthy of a movie!

Ultimately, the life of a werewolf is not all about fights and traumas; it is a complex tapestry of laughter and laments, intertwined with the relentless search for a purpose that, honestly, can be found in the next snack made from the money you stole from Clay's pocket. So, my friends, reclaim the essence of comedy! Life, as a werewolf in an existential crisis, is undoubtedly a vibrant palette of emotions, confusion and gourmandism in search of the next snack that will shake your emotional instability.

Get ready, because the "Wolf in Crisis" show is about to begin!