...I never...got to meet him. Not in person. But, he was supposed to be like, an alternate universe version of my Poppop? But he would've grown up in the 90's and 2000's, instead of the early 20th century. So he'd be a teen, just like me. [A pause.] Still...I would like to think he was as much of a clever jokester, or at least in the making to be one, as he was in my Dad's stories about him. He...mostly seemed like a good natured fellow. Kind of a nerd. But in a good way? So...maybe he's like that.
Wow... It sounds like he must have been a nice person. I don't know how your world managed to connect two different universes, but it might be similar to how all of us are from different ones, too.
I'm not really sure about it either - it's pretty complicated, apparently? And also part of Sburb. That's kind of how universes are supposed to be made, where I'm from? But I really hope it's not always how they're made.
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I'm...being a touch sarcastic, since, not mincing words, Sburb is complete and utter bullcrap.
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