The Time Traveler’s Guide to NOT Getting Caught
So the babysitter asks me to prove I'm a time traveler, and so I do what any guy would do in that situation...I take her back to Elizabethan Era England...whenever that was. After I Googled when it was, I took my babysitter on the adventure of a lifetime. While in England, I met William Shakespeare, or at least, I used the bathroom right after him, and I gotta say, it wasn't the best way to meet one of the greatest writers of all time, and also, his poop smelled really bad!