Nope... so, put your blinders on, and drink until you aren't in your right mind. Because you're going to have nightmares, for the rest of your life, otherwise.
:::>^..^<::: ~*~The Journey is more important than the end or the start~*~ :::>^..^<:::
Nah... it's all about you, cowboy! Just you, and that little plane of yours!!! You are evil, Mr Whidden... and you've taken advantage of our friends on the island. We must rid you of that demon within.
:::>^..^<::: ~*~The Journey is more important than the end or the start~*~ :::>^..^<:::
If Goodwin was still alive, or Eathan, we would be out cruising for chicks right now. So, I'm on my own I guess for the time being.
Ask Claire to come over to the medical hatch, we got some Margarita's on ice and finger foods from 4pm to 7pm on Wednesdays. And tell Hobbit boy to stay at camp, or I will hang him from a tree.
It's Karma. I lost a model jet fighter when I was about 8 years old. It was one of the smaller ones that went on the aircraft carrier, say around an inch long. I had it painted yellow and red, and it was my most awesome plane ever.
Well, there was this hole in the screen window, and I was pretending to fly it into the hole and back out, it was like a wormhole, or the gaurdian of forever from Star Trek, my plane would enter and go into another universe.
Of course, I drop the sucker, being the clumsy fat oaf I was at the time. I run outside and looked for hours on the ground and never did find it. Over the years, I would go and look for it to no avail.
Actually, whenever I visit, and I'm around that window, I look down there along the ground wondering where that bastard went.
It was cheap model plastic, I'm sure it's long since turned to dirt.
So, Karma made some kid drop his toy plane in this yard, years and years ago, and I got to find it. The circle is complete.
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