I took my time machine to the deck of the Titanic in 1912.

A jazz band was playing. Some people were dancing. Others stood on the railing and looked at the water.

Someone came up to me and noticed that I was dressed oddly.

I said that I was from the future.

They asked what I was doing on the Titanic.

I said that I needed to get the bad taste of the movie out of my mouth.

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