May the flight be overweight and underfueled. And may the crew not find out until the plane is over the middle of the ocean.
So mote it be, Amen!
Good Lord, but that airliner cabin must stink.
I think they all stink. But yeah.
What kind of mind thinks of this stuffski? But thanks ever so muchski. I choked on an oliveski. But now I’m okayski.
Pitskis are a riskski.
So long as it lands/ejects them at a Siberian gulag and they all die of typhus. Or maybe dysentary. Okay, both typhus and shitting themselves to death.
I’d be happy if they just went away.
Much Love to Curmudgeon at Political Clown Parade. I Am Honored, Madam.
A Fellow Texan Who Loves German Shepherds, Like Me
A Tremendous Honor from the Mothership
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