*tries to repair the phone booth because, dudes, life is most heinous in this burg*

*walks around town holding his axe*

:D:D:D

*has an intelligent thought, how amazing*

Those dudes that know me must be part of my future.

*scratches head*

But since I'm in the future, how am I going to remember them if I've skipped right over them in time?

Whoa, this is heavilly bogus.