Thursday, August 19, 2010

Eat Your Hamburger Next to Me

I want you to eat your hamburger right next to me as I sit here on the airplane. I want to smell it. I want to smell the ketchups and the mustards and the sweet relish.

On an unrelated note- I think I might be developing scoliosis as a result of this Eastern European torture chair that gently cradles my spine in the delightfully painful shape of the capital letter "C". If you don't mind I would also like to ask you one question- are those Sweet Maui Onion chips making you thirsty? I could easily go to the commode and fill your water bottle with urine if you like. Just let me know...

Your friendly neighbor,

Passenger 57

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