[[BoxJam is on his computer, Ms. BoxJam is walking past with laundry]]
BoxJam: Whoa! there's a web site where you can enter messages to be shown to people in 50,000 years!
Ms. BoxJam: 50,000 years? Will English be readable then? Will digital storage be readable?
BoxJam: ...and they claim they're putting it on a satellite which will return unharmed in 50,000 years! The whole thing's ridiculous!
[[BoxJam looks to the left, where Ms. BoxJam disappeared]]
BoxJam (typing): Dear future guy, don't laugh at me - one day you'll be dead this long. No, seriously, check out BoxJamsdoodle.com ... it's simply drawn, but...