[voice]

[kamikazeaussie.livejournal.com]

It's totaled.

The great Allah felt the need to smite my jet, and he did. Totaled.

But let me tell you, Enola Gay did not go down without dropping at least seventy A-Bombs this time. No, that massive walking talking menstrual drip started fucking her sideways midair. So I gave him my philosophy in life while cranking it up full blast:

"And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right behind the rain.
Oklahoma, Ev'ry night my honey lamb and I
Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk
Makin' lazy circles in the sky."

Then I did a nose dive and ejected my motherfucking ass to the heavens.


Not sure about Aunt' Flo's tragic end, but I'm pretty sure she didn't hit the ground running.  THAR SHE BLOWS!!!!

Tank, Sub, D?  I'll be back down under ASAP.  Might have to hijack a plane to get there.  Fuck.

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[dark-passenger.livejournal.com]

If I understood that like I think I did: Sorry to hear about that.

[Voice]

[watsthename.livejournal.com]

Oh! I had wondered where you had gotten off to!

I went to Disneyland for a little while to get a chocolate banana! Would you like me to come and pick you up?

[immortalitea.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. I'm sorry to hear that, I really am.

But I have to ask, though it might be inappropriate; Your plane was named 'Aunt Flo'?

[400yearsold.livejournal.com]

...

Are we going to have to steal plane parts again?