BACK FROM A TRIP TO SAVANNAH AND CHARLESTON. I DON'T CARE FOR AIRPLANES. IT'S NOT THAT I FEAR FLYING. IT'S MORE I FEAR THE OTHER PASSENGERS. I DON'T WORRY ABOUT ANYONE BLOWING THE PLANE UP. I WORRY ABOUT THEM BLOWING THEIR NOSES. IT'S WEIRD HOW PEOPLE BLOW THEIR NOSE AND LOOK AT IT. WHAT THE HELL THEY LOOKING FOR? MAYBE THEY ARE AFRAID THEY BLEW OUT SOME OF THEIR BRAINS. THAT DOES SEEM TO BE GOING AROUND. I GUESS IT'S NOT UNLIKE GOING TO THE BATHROOM. EVERYONE LOOKS TO SEE WHAT CAME OUT. YOU SHOULD PRETTY MUCH KNOW, BUT HEY, YOU NEVER KNOW. ALWAYS THE POTENTIAL FOR A TAPEWORM, OR SOME BUGS. A SNAKE WOULD BE UNUSUAL. I'VE NEVER ACTUALLY SEEN ANY OF THAT, BUT IT DOESN'T HURT TO WORRY ABOUT IT. YOU JUST REALLY NEVER KNOW.
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