Jean would shit himself the moment he boards a 747. (Or an A380). And then there is (was) Mirya.
And there's Agatha Heterodyne and the miracle of modern air travel.
Or why how it's cheaper to fly to Heathrow to pick up a few bottles of whiskey, then pick them up locally.
And there's Agatha Heterodyne and the miracle of modern air travel.
Or why how it's cheaper to fly to Heathrow to pick up a few bottles of whiskey, then pick them up locally.
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.