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He (calling from the next room as he fiddles with the clock radio): What time is it, 19:45?
Me (in a concerned tone): Why...why no, honey. It's...2020.
(He hasn't thrown anything at me. Yet).
Little Grey Bungalow
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Followed by a suggestion you watch 12 Monkeys later? They don't call them throw pillows for nothing.
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