DeLorean Ipsum

Einstein, hey Einstein, where’s the Doc, boy, huh? Doc Oh, I’ve been so worried about you ever since you ran off the other night. Are you okay? I’m sorry I have to go. Isn’t he a dream boat? Hey George, heard you laid out Biff, nice going. No no no no no, Marty, both you and Jennifer turn out fine. It’s your kids, Marty, something has got to be done about your kids. Radiation suit, of course, cause all of the fall out from the atomic wars. This is truly amazing, a portable television studio. No wonder your president has to be an actor, he’s gotta look good on television! deloreanipsum.com