Dear Unfortunate: A Warning

Haven’t dropped an ass cheek in the airplane seat, yet.

But next week, I’ll treat someone to my graceless presence. Better hope that I don’t spill coffee on your food tray, dear unfortunate fellow passenger.

I’ll be pretty damn tired after a week of travel and stuff. And no blog posts until afterwards. Unless I  spill hot liquid on my keyboard.

“More coffee, please.”

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