Shitty AI/ICP remix music and lame calls I did earlier today.
Did a few live calls so Gordo wouldn't hurt me. While my kids were screaming.

Join Dr. Rectumstein, disgraced time scientist and part-time amateur saxophonist, as he hurls himself through the folds of space and time in a misguided quest to save his own existence. Armed with a malfunctioning quantum bidet and an ego larger than his penis in the 4th dimension, Rectumstein targets the 18th century Dodge City to correct his family line’s trajectory — with consequences that will ripple through history like bad chili at a Renaissance fair in Boston.

This is not your father's time-travel story… unless your father is Dr. Rectumstein.