Thoughts on Time Travel by Cam
I wish I could travel through time. And I’ll tell you why.
The first thing I would do is travel to the eighties. I would get involved in the production of Hey Hey It’s Saturday. This way, when it came time for a reunion show, they would look for me in their Rolodex.
While in the 80s, I would visit Louis Farrakhan. I would say, “Louis, just cool it on the Jew thing. You should probably cool it on all that other stuff too. Maybe learn a coupla songs.”
He would say, “But black power is very important to me!”
And I would say, “Louis, in 2009, on live Australian TV, you will have your moment. Await my call.”
That is why I want to time travel. That is all.
Actually, there is one more thing I want to say on this issue, but it is not related to time travel. I apologise.
But wouldn’t it be funny if Daryl Somers goes in to a meeting with Channel Nine executives today and they tell him, “We were going to bring the show back permanently, but now we aren’t going to,” and then Daryl goes to the security booth out the front and steals a guard’s gun and then he drinks a bunch of absinthe and stumbles onto KAK’s set and starts to act out some classic vaudeville routine but he is slurring all his words and then he puts the gun in his mouth and splatters KAK with blood and bone and brain matter.
Now that’s entertainment.