Originally Posted by
Granny McSmith:
“But were you under the influence of demons when you did it?
Or perhaps not, as they would surely have made you get a mars bar.
”
Actually, it was unusual for me not to get the Mars Bar, so what I'm thinking almost certainly happened was this:
As I walked past the meat counter I had a bit of a dizzy spell. I'm convinced that was a result of an alien chicken leg using it's powers on me to split me off into alternate timelines.
In my current timeline (the one I'm here right now writing this post in) I didn't buy the Mars Bar, but I did buy it in the other timeline.
As we speak, the alternate me is almost certainly enjoying a tasty Mars Bar completely unaware of this very discussion (because she won't have had cause to write it in her timeline).
What's most disturbing of all though, is that I'm sure I must be the 'fake' me, because the real me would have bought the Mars Bar. Therefore, to bring the universe back into balance again, I think I have no choice but to find a way to get to the real me and get her to shoot me. I'm prepared to sacrifice myself for the good of the universe (I might go and have a bit of fun first though. I think I'll start by attempting to get onto the set of Doctor Who. Look out for me waving in the background in a future episode!)