Turkey Story #2

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“Ok, so what does this machine do now?”

“it is a inter-reality traducer..”

“Stop, In English, as in English that I understand.”

“Ok, lets see. I can enplane it, but you will have to bare with me.”

“ok, go ahead.”

“Ok, each time there is a choice made, be it a butterfly flaps its wings, or you decide to order cream in you coffee, some physicists insist that a new alternate universe becomes into creation. ”

“Ummm, like in say, Star Trek?”

“close enough, so what we have is a constant stream of new universes being created. Now, there is a issue with these alternate universes.”

“Go on”

“Well, its a lot of complex math, but to put it in simple terms, this reality, is Prime. It will exist forever. However the alternate realities are not in about ten years after breaking off, they will tear apart as they are not grounded correctly. How I explain it is bad science, but it in basic English.”

“ok, so there is a alternate earth right now where I decided not to come a visit, and that is slowly going to tear itself apart since it not ‘real’”

“Exactly”

“So why did you drag me down here?”

“Think Tomas, think, the people in this alternate reality are already dead. Their world is going to tear itself apart. And I know you share my mutual taste in shall we say, terminal sexuality.”

“so, you can drag people across to our world.”

“Exactly, no missing persons reports, no police investigations. And a unlimited choice of women. For example, look here, the Country music awards.”

“That happened a few days ago, didn’t it”

“Sure, but in THIS reality, it is happening right now. Lets see, Shania Twain, Faith Hill, and what is that little waif you always like?”

“Taylor Swift”

“That’s right, see, there is Twain, there is Hill, and there is Swift. I locked on all three, if you want, you can do the honors, just press that button, the red one.”

Tomas looked at his friend, and pressed the button, there was a white flash, then down a plastic tube came out Shania Twain, Faith Hill, and Taylor Swift. Tomas shook in excitement.

“Why are they knocked out?”

“The stress of the transfer will knock out a girl for about 120 seconds, here help me cuff them.”

Soon the Doctor and Tomas had cuffs on the women’s hands, and they began to fight. the two men smiled.

The Doctor continued “Himm, Spit roast Shaina after a good tenderizing, strangle Faith, and hang Miss Swift?”

Tomas smiled “indeed, and when we are finished, we can grab them again and reverse it.”

“Yes, I think I will call it a IR-Grab, for a Inter-reality Grab”

“naa, I am the marketing guy, call it D-Grab, for dimensional grabbing.”

“D-Grabbing, I like that name, of course, there are billions to grab and so little time.”

Both men where laughing as they stripped Shaina down…. ———————————————————–