Recently, and in a notoriously vague kind of way I was telling a good friend of mine about my possible upcoming time travel experiment. I had to maintain a certain level of secrecy, as you can imagine, but still wanted to flux my friend’s interest. After telling her all that I was willing to divulge, her obvious next question was “When are you going to do it?”
In what may have to be the greatest ‘had to be there’ of all time, my meek reply was “When… when I get brave enough.”
Streaming tears of laughter on her behalf ensued.
I live to amuse, time and again.