Time Machine 24

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Time Machine 24:
World War I Flying Ace

By Richard Mueller

(1988)

Okay, this book is just like a Choose Your Own Adventure™©®™, except it looks like we might have a problem before the adventure even begins:

Are you kidding me? What's the point of going back in time if you're not allowed to kill anybody or freak out the primitive dipshits in like medieval times or the 1970s? Next they'll be telling us we shouldn't get drunk or nail any historical babes either. Fuck that. If you ask me, there's only three rules for going back in time and here they are:

1) Don't kill anybody with the same last name as you
2) If you do anything to change the past - even just stepping on one butterfly in dinosaur times - the Nazis will win the war
3) Back to the Future Part III sucked ass compared to the first two

Anyway, this book wants you to find out who shot down the Red Baron (I'm pretty sure it was Snoopy, but you know historians, they always want proof and shit). So, I'm going back in time... (You'll have to imagine the colored lights, or do like I did and drop half a tab before you start reading.) Okay, first it says I can take a pocketknife or some matches with me. How about a gun, you fucking assholes? And why can't I take both? There's seriously no room in the time machine for a pocketknife and matches? You goddamned idiots. Fine, I'll take the knife. At least then I can stab somebody in the throat if I have to. So I'm making all these choices, blah blah blah... It looks like they're trying to sneak some learning in here too, so you might want to watch out for that... Hey, they're giving me a choice to go to a pub! Now that's more like it- this time travel shit is thirsty business. Now I'm at the pub and... Holy piss! The fucking Nazis are bombing it! I thought you weren't supposed to bomb hospitals and pubs! War really is hell I guess. At any rate I manage to survive the bombs and I just keep making choices and... Holy shit! I won! And on the first try too! Ha ha ha ha! Bow before Mr. Satanism! You've been owned, World War Part 1! Before I throw this away though I need to flip through and tell you what the worst way you could die is... Let's see... Hey- there's only one ending! And there's no way to lose or die! Are you fucking kidding me???? What the hell kind of Choose Your Own Adventure is this??? I'll bet you any amount of money or pussy that the people who came up with it were all "If kids lose they'll have low self-esteem so we'll make every choice a winner!" You know why kids today are such goddamned pussies? Because of shit like this. Seriously, I think this book might just be the fucking epitome of weak. I'll tell you what time it is, Time Machine- it's time to pull your head out of your ass and suck my fucking balls. Then we'll see who has low self-esteem.

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