"Do you want the good news or the bad news first?" Al prompted. "No sense in making things worse right away," Sam sighed, rubbing his palms together. "Gimme the good news first." "Okay... Good news is, youve leaped into the year 1993. Thats the closest weve gotten to getting you to leap home since the last time." Sam nodded slightly, glad to hear of such an accomplishment. "And the bad news is...?" A wide smirk grew on Als face as he tried to stifle an upcoming bridge of laughter. "The bad news is... You're a cheerleader!"
Three Cheers for Leapers