It must be nice, if I went back to the 50’s I’d still be a crabby old bald headed stubfart. Except maybe my flood pants would come up to my armpits. And I’d be wearing suspenders.
Hmmmm. That might not be so bad, actually. I could still hate niggas, commies and queers, right? Bowling, lawn darts, pipe tobacco, picket fences, Blastolene engine oil, ...ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I’d buy a new Zenith TV from BP and ASM and laugh and watch them both get hernias loading it into my truck... happiness would be as simple as a fridge full of cold ginger ale.
Maybe I might make a good retronaut too...?