“Just hear me out,” he said.
I crossed my arms in a way that brooked no argument. “You have a can of gasoline in your hands. No deal.”
“It involves time travel.”
A pause. “Go on.”
“Think about it. People who get cryogenically frozen can wake up in the future, right?”
I nodded.
“So, what if you wanted to go into the past? What then?”
A slow sort of understanding began to dawn. “If you freeze yourself to go forward in time—”
We looked at each other. A slow grin spread over my face.
“I’ll go get the matches,” I said.
Nice bit of slapstick. These two yokels are going to travel, all right, but not in time! Good job!
This was fantastic!
Yikes! I did not expect that ending. I chuckled at the end.
Fantastic! Love it!
Funny stuff… it’s like a missing scene out of Dumb & Dumber!