I've made a decision, I like my life in 1987 better.

I wanna go back now genie.
I've learned my lesson!
I wanna go backkkk!!!!!!!

How far?

1987. I turned 11 that year. What's that? 5th grade?

Yeah....no.

I was a miserable, maladjusted little fat kid who hated everything.

At least now, I'm slightly less fat, and I can buy my own booze.

I want to go back to 1976. Rock music was still good back then.

Oh, I bet you were a cute pudgy little thing. {{squeezes UA's eleven year old cheeks}}

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I wanna go back

(Okay, so it's more like 1985, but close enough...)

I'll bet he was just precious.

Time machines can only bring you back so far...

With his little bad ass attitude and Ewoks lunchbox.

I was a vile, selfish, unappreciative, contrary little bastard who should have been beaten WAY more.

Isn't he so cute.

How far can I take my ego gratification?

Pick a direction and start marching. I'll tell you when to stop.

I wanna go back to 2010, because my life, as I have crafted it, while far from perfect, is more awesome today than ever.

Some folks just never grow up...

I would go back to 1975, cuz that's where it all went wrong.

'87?
Maybe, but I wouldn't want to risk not meeting my wife in '88 cause I'd likely be dead if not for her.

Really.

If I could go back to 1987 and be 18 again? You bet your ass.

If I could go back to 1987 as I am now? No way in hell. (Though I would know to buy Microsoft stock...)

87? So soon out of college and starting work, etc.? A little too far back. It wouldn't be awful but there's so many good things that were still happening and still to come..

1987 sucked ass for me! Working construction in the hot desert, no social life....no direction in life....screw that.
Oh, and that's about the time I got speared through my left hand and now have a huge scar (one of many).

He mean 1987, not 1787, the year you would have been in 5th grade.

I spent, oh, all of 1987 in provincial lock up... fuck that year.
Give me 88/89 again.

1987 was okay for me--got my first real job then, but had to move halfway across the country to a town where I didn't know anyone.

1985-86 (last year of college) or 1988-89 (after I'd got a different job and moved back to STL) were much better.

1987....that was the year I morphed from a boy to a girl.

Shep agrees!

I was like five years old back then. Good times.

In 1987, I was back in college getting my RN degree and shacked up with a hose beast who swallowed.

It was important.

The only reason I'd go back to 1987 would be to be younger than I am now.

Everything else is demonstrably better now than it was then.