“I really need to quit smoking.”
“Well, see if my father can get you a position at the dynamite factory.”
“How’ll that help?”
His robot couldn’t lose a chess match, but the machine’s Yahtzee prowess was lacking.
“Luck is always going to be the one wildcard we hold.”
“I’m going back 65 million years to stop that asteroid!”
Proud as she was of her ten-year-old time traveler, she offered a word of caution.
He stepped out of the cave with his wife and children.
The sunshine highlighted some bruises, and his wife had a nasty laceration on one arm.
The others moaned about thirst and hunger, but he merely shook his head.
“And what did I tell you? The Singularity just wasn’t that bad.”