As we rummaged through the dusty, cobweb-covered boxes, we found:
- Our keys, hidden between two VHS tapes
- A half-eaten box of Froot Loops, which we ate
- Our old college essay on the meaning of life, which we re-written 17 times
- Our first draft of a time machine, which we re-written 12 times (but still not working)
But, alas, we still can't find:
- Our favorite childhood blanket (last seen in 1998)
- The last 3 hours of our lives (estimated)
- The plot to our lives