amorpheus

I dreamt that I went back in time to the Cretaceous. Naturally, it was full of tourists from even further in the future. I joined up with a tour group that reeked of velociraptor repellent. We had lunch in a McDonald's, where I was surprised to find the menu was the same as it was back home.

"What are these 'chicken' mcnuggets made of?" I demanded. "The contemporary 'chicken' is the size of a tank!"

"Don't be so naive!" said one of the tourists. "Even in your time, they weren't really made of chicken."