The Problem With Telling Your Future Self

You have to build a top machine and go back in the past and tell your former self-tune. Be here at 1 p.m. on Friday. Meet yourself in the past. But then what if your future self hates you? You're like, yo, I'm Jesus. And the motherfucker is just like, oh. Like, no, it's me. Is that tweet? Shout out to everyone whose parents didn't teach them proper gentle tool names. We're going through life calling it like mr. Penis Yeah, if you're if you're a grown-ass man calling it like yo my P P my P P or like some shit like