Come Fly with Me. (No Thanks!)
July 6, 2008
And they call us Brits eccentric! I guess the silly season is starting early this year. I especially enjoyed his wife’s comments, however:
“Oh, I just wanna make sure he’s safe and… nothing… happens up there… and hopefully nothing will…”
Was I the only one who didn’t find her in the least bit convincing?
July 6, 2008 at 16:55
I’m with you on the Couch/couch issue, though I guess that may have needed more balloons. Personally I’m just a little disappointed in myself for not even knowing there was a desert in Oregon. There’s a state that need to raise its profile, clearly.
July 6, 2008 at 17:19
Another thought has just occurred to me. His first name is Kent. Maybe it was a Kent recliner!
July 6, 2008 at 18:24
Darn someone beat me to that adventure. *crosses off list*
July 7, 2008 at 10:04
You could always try flying across the English Channel on a toilet, Andrew! Handy if things got a bit scary
July 7, 2008 at 14:16
His wife looked like she could barely refrain from rolling her eyes. lol
July 7, 2008 at 16:14
You just know she’s been checking the insurance policy, just in case, don’t you?
July 7, 2008 at 18:12
Insurance salesperson: So what does your husband do again?
Wife:He is a pilot.
Insurance salesperson:What does he fly?
Wife:errr
July 8, 2008 at 09:49