Use my distaff to rip it open wider, banishing death to wander between realities for all eternity. Duh.

Why fix it?

Well, I’ve got duct tape, an anvil, bubblegum, a diesel generator, some pennies, salt and vinegar potato chips, and I’ve been watching a lot of Macguyver, so I’m sure we can rig something up.

Corporate America: … how can we weaponize this and turn a profit?

Temporal crochet

This was caused by mathematics, it must be solved by mathematics:

Take the Euler identity and raise it to TREE(3), divide by all prime numbers, and finally integrate Pi over all elliptical surfaces.

I’ve got a tube of JB Weld. That’ll do the trick

If Grant Morrison has taught me anything it is that we should all start masturbating at times like these

By having yet another dream about falling into a blackhole

I’m going to cop a squat and start shumming and not stop until it’s fixed.

Utilising a McGuffin

Makes me think of the loom of destiny

picks up a roll of gaffer tape time to get to work I guess?

I make sure that no apples are around. Help will come in a blue box.