The interdimentional , existential shopping spree

I have this weakness for shopping for toys...well... toys and books, which at some level are just the same: something to break when the time is right.

in any case, it was getting high time for my baby to get into quantom mechanics. you know, education...

so i went to the multi-D ,BazzarrazzaB , boy, do they have everything. In the end, I got a “mister potato head” , where the add ons are made from collapsed stars. I also got a ‘fit the peg’ toy, where the shape of the pegs an the holes change constantly. and you need to do probabalistic analysis before even trying to push the peg in. I bet my girl will love that.

I got some more shopping done. then made my way to the food court on the third floor/76th, depending on your perspective and sexual orientation/political affiliation. from my last visit, I know they make a good singularity-curry. but I was enticed to try a new treat , for me: time worms. the guy that sold them complimented me on having already bought several worms, only they would be purchased later that day.

now, you may scoff at my provinicial ways, ‘what, you never had time worms before?’ you’d sneer. but I bet that among you fine people , who through some grave misfortune find themselves reading my tripe, some have also never had time worms.

well, the sight was not attractive. time worms are essentially massive tapeworms that devour you, instead of you devouring them. you are swallowed whole,temporarily, digested into quantom fields and then sent to and retrieved from the stretch if time you desired to experience. because the seller saw me twist my face in disgust, at the sight of the sickly white worms hanging from the meathooks, he offered me a free taste.

well..disgusting or not. I never turn down free stuff. so the guy cut me a short length of a worm. I do not know how he could tell, but this tape worm spews you to the future as it may become. it also leaves your lower intestine with hundreds of eggs.. he handed me the wobbly thing, and as it quickly stretched and covered me, I felt strangely arroused. I got thin peek of the future: me reading this challange , where the challange-master, @Last specifically asked for writers to tag him. the experience of reading this stuff on my cellphone was not the most exciting thing in the world. the worm spewed me back out , reconstituted, beside the timmonger. perhaps if the worm had let me stay forva little while longer, something cool would happen, but you get what you pay for in this world..

the guy saw that i was not appreciative of the glimpse he had given me. it was obvious that he was disappointed that I will not make a purchase after all.

“didn’t you just say that I would make a good buy, and even come for more in the future?” I asked, implying rudely that the quality of worms he was selling was not very high.

“yes. " he answered "the worm that I took this morning sent me all through time. you went back for more. you formed a habbit of buying nostalgia worms. I make a ton of selling you the antibiotic for the infeststion as well. we become friends..I guess it...the worm I took sent me to a timeline where you are not so cheap...” said the timemonger. he was about to offer a freebee worm to a young woman, that was showing interest. but just to show him the uniformity of the multiverse, I bought two pounds of nostalgia worms, and another half pound of the chocolate glazed future worms.

later, I sat by myself, eating curry, scrolling in the website, when I came across a challange. it was different from the one I saw in only that the person making the post asked to NOT be tagged. I guess the multiverse is not that uniform after all...

but again, you get what you pay for..