God damn. I was cruising along having a great day in 3 boroughs, until I went back in time to the 1970s. My ending was this:
"Joining the [Baseball] Furies ends up being an unexpectedly thrilling experience. You quickly gain a reputation as the hardest switch hitter in town, until a showdown with the Village People takes a tragic turn. While entrenched in fierce gang-banging action, you die of a blunt trauma wound after being struck in the head with a huge dildo in what later becomes known as the "Christopher Street Bath House Bloodbath." You had no idea how right Aunt Ginny was when she had warned you not to time travel to the 1970s and join a gay street gang during your trip to New York City!"
