1912 cup final replay. Teleporting. For me. No need for any kind of physical transport. Better for the environment. And in the event of a nuclear war. Jump out of the fekkin road.
I am trying to perfect my Time Machine. Currently it can only go forwards in time but it seems to be accelerating nowadays. It certainly seems to be going faster now than when I was younger.
Tufnell, Tufnell, give us a wave. (And he obliged with his flat cap In his hand). And summat called moonlight bay.
Probably "come on you reds" And it's stuck for over 100 years, ad nauseam. In the meanwhile other clubs have taken on full songs or anthems, even Weds and Utd, like it or loathe it. And we have "come on you reds"
Dunno, with time travel can you choose where you go as well as when? If you just travel back to the same spot but a period in the past it's going to be a nasty surprise when you're just floating in space where the earth used to be. And teleporting - is it definitely me that moves, and not that my cells get obliterated and reassembled somewhere else? Because if that's the case then maybe every time I teleport I'm actually dying and a clone of me is being created, so no thanks.
Surely the answer is time travelling as when you get bored you go back to making the choice and pick teleportation.
You have clearly put too much thought into this. Although it might be another way to get rid of your stumps!
He did but it was Busted, and going forward in time turned Boys to Men. After that he felt a bit Blue.
I've never really worried about the second one. If all of your memories are intact and there's no double then it's just you, isn't it? There's some decent sci fi around the possibility that the original version maybe doesn't actually get deleted, but assuming that's not the case I see it as just a technicality. Most of your cells are replaced within a few years anyway.
Neither. Man’s ability to continue to delight in folly while the world around them decays is more than enough before we consider even more folly.
I'd probably end up with a dodgy teleporter off Amazon and leave an arm or leg behind. I've already narrowly escaped a few accidents with cycling youths looking at their phones, inaudible electric cars and scooters on pavements - last thing I need is some geezer appearing out of nowhere. I'll just stay at home.