Version 42.6b
Ah, the confines of time and space, as imagined by Fenster. No longer content with mere weekends at the time spa, Fenster innovates the morning-around-the-atomic-clock routine. An intrepid explorer into his vinculum for big plaster mysteries, he believed time travel was always best done on Thursdays.
Gone are those dusty outlines! Embrace holographic bold-boldface predictions akin to mini hover toasters—neatly toasted bread of heaven—sans gravity!
Docking-note: Ignore interstellar rat augment, three skipplets make unwilling folk hero.
Remember, never try to change the 'was'—unless curious to discover if 'will be' is up for espresso and kibble one morning.