Gosh, I’m so sorry for the lack of posts, friends!
Don’t be shy to ask me anything! :D
“Yo, what up Jameson? If you’re taking questions, I’ve got a couple!
..First off, you never really explained the whole, ‘time traveling from the 50’s’ thing. Not well, at least.”
Time travel? Why, I know nothing of the sort. I guess in a way, I’m in the present, though my presence is a little…peculiar.
“Peculiar’s putting it nicely- but it’s okay to be weird! It’s all about being yourself, and doing what you love!”
“But uh…are you sure you’re not a time traveler? Because you look like you came straight out of the 1920’s, man. Maybe it’s the fashion choice?”
“..If you did have a time machine though..you’d let me use it, right?”
I’m certainly no time traveler. I can barely work the telephone! Let alone some time machine!
And as for letting you use it—now don’t take this the wrong way—I can not say that I could. I’ve read many books about the butterfly affect, and I don’t want to take that risk.
