Dear Blockade Boy,
Met up with your friends in the Legion; thanks for the intro! They're very easy-going; I don't know why people find it hard to understand them.They invited me to stay at their place, but I said no because they really didn't seem to have any extra room there. Why, they've barely got room for their expository narration balloons!
Using an invention, your friend Brainaic 5 is helping me get hep on all the futuristic teen lingo.As you can see, I'm not doing very well, ha ha!
Grife, did I laugh when I learned that the future's so squeaky clean that, instead of saying "@#~#$* you!", the kids say:
How quaint! I've been waiting to get caught in traffic so I could use it appropriately against a "nass-head", but there don't see to be any cars in the future. Everyone just seems to already be wherever the story requires them to be. Sprokkin' awesome!