Allen
Thought I’d be the first to email frogshway from above the [real] clouds! I am currently seated on a Delta flight 33000 ft above Chicago. Pilot is Richard. Co-pilot is Mike. Flight attendant (some dude that doesn’t look happy to be here) wouldn’t give me their last names (even though at the beginning of the flight the pilot told us his name!). Flight attendant snarled when i asked him again and said “it is for security reasons.” Idiot For historical documentation, i will keep my boarding pass for you. i am on Delta Flight 2896 seated in Seat 22A. My boarding pass number is 1 006 2184841816 2
Carlton
Allen
I wanted to contribute a story about our Uncle Ted, the King of the Shway in Berne, Indiana long before Shway was fashionable. I once asked him, “Hey Uncle Ted, what is all this junk out here on your back porch?” Uncle Ted, who had burn holes in everything from careless smoking – including a watch crystal that was melted from the burning end of a cigarette 15 years before I noticed it [He was still wearing the watch and it worked!], said to me, “That ain’t junk, Honey, that there’s merchandise.”
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Allen
Thought I’d be the first to email frogshway from above the [real] clouds! I am currently seated on a Delta flight 33000 ft above Chicago. Pilot is Richard. Co-pilot is Mike. Flight attendant (some dude that doesn’t look happy to be here) wouldn’t give me their last names (even though at the beginning of the flight the pilot told us his name!). Flight attendant snarled when i asked him again and said “it is for security reasons.” Idiot For historical documentation, i will keep my boarding pass for you. i am on Delta Flight 2896 seated in Seat 22A. My boarding pass number is 1 006 2184841816 2
Carlton
Well it’s always good to have input from above the clouds and it’s especially nice to have a REAL comment on the BLOG.
Allen
I wanted to contribute a story about our Uncle Ted, the King of the Shway in Berne, Indiana long before Shway was fashionable. I once asked him, “Hey Uncle Ted, what is all this junk out here on your back porch?” Uncle Ted, who had burn holes in everything from careless smoking – including a watch crystal that was melted from the burning end of a cigarette 15 years before I noticed it [He was still wearing the watch and it worked!], said to me, “That ain’t junk, Honey, that there’s merchandise.”
GREAT story Jody!