That. Was. AWESOME!

Hmm?

I just got to ride in a DeLorean!

What?!

You heard me! Me! In a DeLorean!

How did… what the…?

Well I was walking here, and there was a DeLorean. Just parked on the street.

You stole it?

No!

Oh. All right.

Sheesh. No. But I saw a guy getting in and I asked him if it was his DeLorean.

He stole it?

No one stole the DeLorean!

Huh. Fine.

But no, he worked for a company that rented them out for events.

Uhm. Seriously?

Yup! You can rent a DeLorean for a Back to the Future party if you want.

We should do this!

Well so I asked him and he said he had to drive it back to the garage it stayed in. So I asked…

You asked if you could ride along?

Yah!

And he said yes?

Not at first. So I thought I should flash him or bribe him, but then I decided it wasn’t worth it.

So how’d you get a ride?

I told him it would make my friend so jealous that he would buy me drinks just to confuse me as to his jealousy and rage.

And he said yes?

He thought it was hysterical! So yeah he told me to hop in!

Awesome times!

But he wouldn’t go eighty-eight miles per hour.

Awwww.

I know! But I got to ride in a DeLorean!

I’m perfectly jealous.

Jealous enough you’ll seethe with slightly hidden rage and buy my drinks to try and lull me into a false sense of security?

No, not that jealous at all.

Damn.