… is being held captive at the airport boarding gate while CNN spews all over you from every direction. It’s far more entertaining to watch the regular characters without the sound. This is what I had to look at all morning yesterday. It’s either Nanny Pee or that velociraptor from Jurassic Park.
Ok. It is Nanny Pee. The dinosaur had better skin.
I love how as more and more of her eyeballs is exposed at each “procedure”, her eyebrows seem to compensate by growing farther down the side of her face.
separated at birth (of the universe)
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And with those back of the seat TV screens you end up staring at things beyond your choosing the entire flight. (Unless you pony up the credit card.) On the way down the same three couples* tested the same Lincoln SUVs over and over and over.
Fortunately, they had the Giant game on during the flight back.
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* The Wealthys, the Attractives and the Ethnics. Mr. Wealthy wore a tennis sweater tied around his neck. Mrs. Attractive had had Pelosi-class work done. Except when actually driving they all had wine glasses.
I used to get so aggravated about this intrusion that I started ripping pages out of the SkyMall catalog to cover the screens up. [ note to self - screenplay idea: Clampetts On A Plane] When the stewardess saw me doing that, she asked why I just didn’t turn it off. Duh. Turns out there’s an off button next to the volume control on the seat arm.
This woman is 71 yrs old, a multi-millionaire over, with only part of her ‘faculties’ in tact, corrupt to the core – why is she still hanging around?
Because she’s 71 years old, a multi-millionaire over, with only part of her ‘faculties’ intact, and corrupt to the core while being a Democrat. Check, check, check and check. That’s why we’re in the mess we’re in.
Just imagine it in HD!
It’d be interesting to see airports study ambulatory traffic patterns with both CNN and Fox at alternate gates.
And Nancy isn’t worried. The statute of limitations ran out on Nefertiti’s murder millennia ago.
If that’s what a few million bucks gets you in cosmetic surgery these days, I’ll stick to investing, yeah, investing in wine, scotch, vodka, tequila, hell, I’ll drink anything. Although, I have been warning the Hubs that I will be going under the knife if my waddle waddles its way any further south.
The raptor is now offended by the comparison.