"Okay, yeah, that sounds like Charlie," Marty nods. "Though now you've got me wondering what happened to the rest of the gang. I mean, Linus could get up to some damn near magical things with that blanket." He figures, if you're gonna make the reference, might as well go whole-hog, right? And -- damn it, that is some dark humor, but Marty can't help a snicker at the joke. I mean, when a guy's right, he's right.
"They were doing what?!" Oh boy -- Marty's suddenly glad Doc isn't with him. That's the kind of news that might cause his friend to start a thunderstorm. "Cripes, weren't they the good guys? Usually, anyway? And oh jeez. . ." He shakes his head. "I don't know what to tell you. Other than I'm glad my universe was never a comic book."
((Nobody tell Marty there's an ongoing BTTF comic now))
"They were doing what?!" Oh boy -- Marty's suddenly glad Doc isn't with him. That's the kind of news that might cause his friend to start a thunderstorm. "Cripes, weren't they the good guys? Usually, anyway? And oh jeez. . ." He shakes his head. "I don't know what to tell you. Other than I'm glad my universe was never a comic book."