I’d take an artifact and bury it on another side of the world just to fuck with archeologists.
Then I’d go to the South Pole and put a sign there that says “way ahead of ya” with no context or other traces of human presence.
the blue fanta is better (the bottled one that unfortunately has no canned version)
I feel like he would freak out with the amount of sweetness that wasn’t common at the time
So that was the reason why he had to die, he was contaminated by time travel!
Why not offer him a Caesar Salad? Prepare the thing in front of him and tell him it’s named after him, then start making by stabbing the salad multiple times.
Fun fact: it isn’t named after him.
I only learned that recently and it has broken me
Now imagine how it feels to be Caesar Cardini. You make a world-famous salad and nobody recognizes your genius, attributing it to a man so dead, his lineage is lost.
Would have made the assassination a lot fresher.
Missed opportunity to offer an orange Julius with a salad of some sort.
(I think I whooshed myself)
