“Dear Transman:
This week, my parents made us go see Xanadu. What a crappy movie!
Oh, I also made a time machine and went into the future to 2013 and wrote this really eloquent piece about my childhood and the way memories overlap with the present and how all of that combines with my desire for my son to have a great life.
Your pal,
Le Clown.”
“Dear Le Clown:
School sucks. I can’t wait to never have to go again.
Yesterday, I tried to jump a ramp with my bike and I crashed and everyone laughed at me.
You really built a time machine? Are there flying cars in 2013?
Your friend,
Transman
P.S. Am I a famous rock star when I grow up?
P.P.S. Do I have a cool car? Does it fly?”


February 27th, 2013 at 8:42 pm
Transman,
You and I are best buds. No one will come between us.
Le Clown
February 28th, 2013 at 4:59 pm
Word.
February 27th, 2013 at 9:05 pm
It’s a great read, but you know we voted for free-range pals instead of penning them in.
February 28th, 2013 at 5:00 pm
Hippy liberal commie granola head.
February 28th, 2013 at 3:01 am
I loved Xanadu, so sue me. At the time.
February 28th, 2013 at 5:00 pm
Blue eye shadow, roller skates, and satin jumpsuits aren’t utilized enough in contemporary films.
March 1st, 2013 at 10:38 am
I loved her little pinafore dresses and leg warmers. She was so adorable and the song. lol
Mr. Smartie pants~