Monday, March 21, 2011

Different places

Are where I'm going.
Thank you, preson who cares, that hit the spot.

I'm way up high in the air. On an airplane, of course.
Oh shit. There's a problem.
I have to say, M, if you ever read this: your rules don't work for me. He's on the goddamn plane, puppeteering a few people, including at least one stewardess, like he did with those guys on Halloween.
The kid behind me noticed him, and I think an old lady a few seats in front of me also - she glanced in his direction and started praying.

Damn, the hammer had to go the luggage hold.

Keep dem fingers crossed.

1 comment:

  1. *crosses fingers and continues to care*
    (You're welcome ~<3)