Stroker and Hoop2004

Old Stroker:
Who's there?

C.A.R.R.:
Blow his head off, Stroke.

Stroker:
Hey, old man! Bet you can't hit this.

[GCF saves Stroker from shooting his present-self]

Ghost of Christmas Future:
What the hell are you doing?

Stroker:
[laughs] We're ghosts! He can't hurt us.

Ghost of Christmas Future:
Ghosts can get shot just like everyone else. Then you're just plain dead.

Stroker:
[to his future self] Stop! I'm your younger self as a ghost! [pulls up a gun and shoot] That's a warning shot! My next shot will be in your chest!

Ghost of Christmas Future:
You idiot! The warning shot WAS in his chest!

[Old Stroker dies]

Stroker:
Oh, crap. That's really gonna mess up the Space-Time Conten-- Continuum-- The Space-Time Plane.