um, ah, do the math and tell Thunder
"A good reason?" You ask, kinda scared.
"Oh yes. Always. Now, how about we go to a donut shop and buy
donuts?"
You tell the horse how old you are in 2001.
Thunder says, "Well, I prob'ly should have told you this
but....whenever sombody gets on my back, and we ride somwhere, we
time-travel. Now, mind you," he adds qiuckly when you look
alamerd -- "It's always for a reason."
