My boy took me to the airport last night to pick up his Mama (not to be confused with Mom). I have to admit, I was kind of nervous about going there. With airport security the way it is now, I didn’t know what they’d think about me. But I didn’t have anything to worry about. Being bones and all, they saw right through me.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
On a Jet Plane
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