You make your way over, and order your favourite taco, the Ansell Extraordinaire. You sink your teeth into the mouthwatering deliciousness, when suddenly you're surrounded by a group of youth. "Connectivity!", "Sexual Selection!", "Genetic Diversity!" you hear. One other arrives, and in unison the youth cheer "Let our powers combine; GOOOO PLANET!" Wait, you know what is coming next! You're surrounded by Planeteers, it must be CAPTAIN PLANET!!! Suddenly a man in tights with green hair descends: "Planeteers, we must go quickly to the hill of Joker". He then turns in your direction and reaches his red gloved hand to you. He looks you straight in the eye, "Will you be my fifth Planeteer?"
Your thoughts return to your taco, and wonder if your environmental efforts wouldn't be better utilised in a Monica Goya taco eating contest.
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