Star Date #22

Baba was a little taken aback by the new lawn set in his vegetable garden.

‘Figured the little runt must’ve been at his pumpkin patch round now’, cowboy me snarled.

I got up, having not survived the jump graciously, and stumbled along behind other me and my girl.

Dang that felt nasty to say. I’ve never been the really jealous type, really. But when this girl smiled at me, but a different me. Ooh, I could feel something rumbling in the absolute depths of my bowls. An primal rumble, a growl. And I didn’t like the fact that another dude was making me feel that way instead of a lady.

So I did what any self respecting novice interdimensional traveler would do, and I ran up to other me, stole the ball out of his hands, opened up a portal and ZAP!

I was gone.