Monday, June 25, 2012
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
It's come to this: when flying, you either sit next to a guy who just kicked the bucket, or next to ten douches jabbering madly into their brain fryers. I think I'll take a boat, next time I cross the pond.
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Well the boat would allow for burial at sea, in the first case, and for walking the plank, in the second case. But if those jabberers outnumber you, Tecs, you may not like who gets to swim with the fishies.
Tecs might not care for seafood, much less being it.
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