Wrinkled, In Time
Thursday, December 20, 2012
“Time to start doing this Shirt.Woot writeup. OK, looks like a mashup. Maybe I’ll do some kind of meta time-travel joke–“
“WAIT! Don’t do it!”
“Wha? Who are you?”
“I’m you!”
“Me?”
“Yes, I’m you from one day in the future, and I’ve been sent back in time to stop you from doing a self-referential time-travel writeup.”
“Why? I think it’ll be fun.”
“You don’t understand the consequences of your actions. This contorted time-travel writeup will tear a hole in the Shirt.Woot continuum, plunging it into a wormhole of self-perpetuating referential humor.”
“Heavens!”
“That’s what I said. Yesterday. When I was you.”
“Wait, you were visited by yourself, too?”
“Yup, and I warned me not to do a self-referencing time-travel writeup.”
“Why didn’t you heed him? Er…you? Er…us?”
“I thought I did, but just ended up writing up our conversation instead, which itself was a self-referential time-travel dialogue.”
“Whoops.”
“What?”
“Nevermind, we’ll get it right next time.”
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