You head off toward’s Fuzzywig’s place, hoping that Furboa is off somewhere else, perhaps bugging the neighbor on the north side who has been having those “water” problems...

“Those socks make you look like Ed Begley Junior!” Screams Furboa from your own porch, where he obviously had been waiting for you to come out.

“I don’t know what you mean and I don’t WANT to know what you mean. Is Fuzzywig home?”

“Yuppers. But he’s busy playing with the Time Machine we found and I’m not sure if he wants any company. I could still show you the Time Machine though!”

Now this is about the 19th time this week Furboa has claimed to have found a Time Machine. You really don’t have time (no pun intended...wait, that really wasn’t a pun now was it) for Furboa’s make-believe games, but you DO have to go and see Fuzzywig anyway...

What do you do?