"Wait, you mean, like make everybody think I have always been like
this?" you asked.
"Yeah. That's how I did it. You don't remember a time when I wasn't a
slob like this, do you?"
"Come to think of it, no I don't. Wow, That gun sure can do a shit-
load of things."
"Shit-load? I can make that happen?" Jake said with a grin.
"Maybe later." You laugh. "So, how about that whole...re-writing
history thing?"
"You got it!" he smiled as he aimed, adjusted the dials and fired. A
blast of green light flew towards you, and then once it hit you, it
reflected and flashed through the entire house, and unseen by you, but
it went to every person who had ever met you. Somehow this gun was
able to change the memory of every single person making them think you
had always been a stinky slob.
"Well, my friend, you've always been this gross. Isn't that nifty?"
"Sure is. Now, what else can this bad boy do?"