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By Giantsfan227, Section NFL
I am stuck 33,000 feet above ground on an extremely bumpy airplane in route to Orlando, Florida. My flight was delayed three hours due to who knows what back at the Philly airport. The food served on board tastes like a mixture between dog vomit and urine. (Not that I have ever tasted either.) I am squished between two dudes who really need to give Jenny Craig a call and the baby behind me won't stop kicking my seat. The old granny in first class thinks of something new to complain about every other minute while a group of young ladies, unattractive at that, won't stop reciting the lyrics to "Stacy's Mom." That song is like eight years old, find a new favorite tune. Just when I thought nothing else could possibly go wrong, I look up at the TV to see if anything worthwhile is on, only to find myself watching preseason NFL football. God, kill me now. (772 words in story) Full Story |
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