No better way to pass the time on a flight than a good old-fashioned game of People Bags.
By keeping the cold winds out and the warm gases in, we await winter with open fists. Which, I guess, aren’t actually fists. So maybe we’re not as prepared as we thought we were. Back to the drawing board.
Subtlety is a foreign concept in Los Angeles.
If I remember my high school French lessons correctly, this translates roughly into “Fart all over me, I am a dirty hippie.”
Hey, dickturd, your child is not exploring the surface of Mars. A simple umbrella stroller will do just fine.
One of us always tells the truth, and one of us always lies.
Carrot Top should straighten his hair more often. It’s a good look for him.
With Halloween just around the corner, the demons that live in the bowels of the airport are working double-time to make sure all your flights are delayed and your luggage lost.
I’ve never been a huge Justin Bieber fan but I thoroughly enjoyed “Laser Tag: The Musical.”
Remember: when servicing the lavatories on an aircraft, always wear your Personal Protective Equipment. ESPECIALLY your apporn.