I sneaked the time machine out of the garage early one morning last week and set the controls for 355 Lexington Avenue, N.Y., N.Y., May 1975.
I thought I'd try and disrupt the flow of time.
It only sort of worked.
There are still a lot of kinks to be worked out with the whole time travel thing.
Dang, I could have been a balsa master?
ReplyDeleteAh, what could have been :-)
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