"I have no interest in confections, Billy," Sheldon said, adjusting his clip-on tie. "Nor do I care for the scoring of bowling, which I assume is the context."
Memo to self: In the future, ensure that the streaming rights for your biography are negotiated for maximum residuals. And invent a better compression algorithm before 1995.
"Don't let the medium fool you," Billy whispered. "This isn't for the VCR. This is a vessel. I got it from a guy, who knows a guy, who claims he’s from the future. He says the show is a retrospective. A documentary. About you."
"Hold on," Billy grunted, hitting the side of the monitor. "The temporal tether is slipping. The copyright bots from the future are catching up!"
Sheldon faces a crisis of conscience when his favorite bread brand tastes different, leading him into the world of corporate protest and political activism. Meanwhile, Georgie tries to help out at Meemaw's gaming room.
