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passéFriday, October 22, 2021

Pierre Cardin aperçu en 1955 dans un village américain

A random picture from picsum.photos

Well, now we gotta sneak this back into my laboratory, we've gotta get you home. You got a permit for that? So what's it to you, butthead. You know you've been looking for a, since you're new here, I'm gonna cut you a break, today. So why don't you make like a tree, and get out of here. Lorenzo, where're you keys? Alright, let's set your destination time. This is the exact time you left. I'm gonna send you back at exactly the same time. It's be like you never left. Now, I painted a white line on the street way over there, that's where you start from. I've calculated the distance and wind resistance fresh to active from the moment the lightning strikes, at exactly 7 minutes and 22 seconds. When this alarm goes off you hit the gas. Can't be. This is nuts. Aw, c'mon. Lorenzo, where're you keys? Thank god I still got my hair. What on Earth is that thing I'm wearing? Right, I got it. Thank god I found you. Listen, can you meet me at Twin Pines Mall tonight at 1:15? I've made a major breakthrough, I'll need your assistance. Actually, people call me Marty. Damn, where is that kid. Damn. Damn damn. You're late, do you have no concept of time? He laid out Biff in one punch. I never knew he had it in him. He never stood up to Biff in his life. What, right here right now in the cafeteria? What if she said no? I don't know if I could take that kind of rejection. Besides, I think she'd rather go with somebody else. That ain't no airplane, look. Alright, okay Jennifer. What if I send in the tape and they don't like it. I mean, what if they say I'm no good. What if they say, 'Get out of here, kid, you got no future.' I mean, I just don't think I can take that kind of rejection. Jesus, I'm beginning to sound like my old man. Stop it. No, Biff, you leave her alone. Right. Lou, gimme a milk, chocolate. Lorraine, my density has popped me to you. I don't wanna know your name. I don't wanna know anything anything about you. Good evening, I'm Doctor Emmett Brown. I'm standing on the parking lot of Twin Pines Mall. It's Saturday morning, October 26, 1985, 1:18 a.m. and this is temporal experiment number one. C'mon, Einy, hey hey boy, get in there, that a boy, in you go, get down, that's it. Thanks, thanks a lot. George. Marty, such a nice name. Well, bring her along. This concerns her too. Who? Where's Einstein, is he with you? Please note that Einstein's clock is in complete synchronization with my control watch. Here you go, lady. There's a quarter. This is more serious than I thought. Apparently your mother is amorously infatuated with you instead of your father.