Time Travel Remote Mug

ZAP!

You press the button on your time-travel remote.

Suddenly, everything goes black.

The inside of my copywriting laboratory — where you were being held prisoner just a few minutes ago — disappears from view.

And … you start falling.

“AAAAAAGGHHHH!”

Your voice echoes through the emptiness as you tumble through an endless void.

Stars streak past you. In the distance you can dimly make out galaxies billions of light-years away.

“Why … did I join … Daniel Throssell’s … email liiiiiist …” you scream as you hurtle through space.

For what seems like eternity, you’re simply … falling.

And then, suddenly—

THUD!

You land …

… in a chair.

In a dark room (well, except the light is now on).

In a crazy copywriting lab.

With unlocked shackles on the floor …

And an Australian copywriter impatiently tapping his foot in front of you.

“Welcome back,” I say. “I’ve been waiting for hours.”

“Huh?” you say. “But I was just here talking with you a few seconds ago …”

“In your time,” I correct you. “But then you zapped yourself through time with that remote, while I stayed here. That’s how time-travel works. So … how does it feel?”

“How does what feel?”

I grin.

“You know … the future.”

The … future?

Wait a second.

You just used a time-travel remote.

Which means …

Oh gosh.

It finally dawns on you:

You’re in … the future?