[So you played well by yourself.] Yeah. Actually, one time my mom tried to send me to my room for a time-out when I was 5 or 6, and I was like, “Fine! I like my room! All my imagination and toys are in my room!” I will never forget that. And she will never forget that.
the sad realization that this is the truth
Here’s what’s going to go down: I’m from the future, and you’re going to give me your clothes and the keys to your car.