Duration: 30.9s

I knew the only way to move past it was to make sure it never happened in the first place. It's a dance party! And then I saw a way to undo all the unbearable pain I'd experienced in one convoluted move... Called time travel. Sorry, Doc, gonna need your DeLorean. And, Bill, Ted, your phone booth. Doctor Who's TARDIS. H.G. Wells' bicycle thing. Whatever Skynet's been using. And this hot tub. I built a time-traveling spaceship and blasted into the past.