I HAVE NO REASON TO BELIEVE I'LL DIE TOMORROW

so ill admire their feathers

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Time traveling husband

I.
Weekend nights were devoted to the meticulous painting of pewter miniatures.

Wednesday nights he'd hop into the time machine and scare his former self about the life that was to come.

II.
His wife would leave him if she knew he had a time travel problem again.

After accidentally erasing fond memories of her 16th birthday, they amended their prenuptial agreement to include a mad scientist clause.

Now, he'd never be able to convince her of the vital necessity of 3 body doubles, let alone the 5 extra he'd need to stop the pending war against the machines.

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