Sitting @ the airport, listening to my parents bicker. It's kind of funny. One more hour till board, and I am hungry, but I don't want to eat, mostly because I really hate pooping in airplanes. Just the thought of my glorious leftovers being splattered on some young non-deserving lady, on her way to work, sets me on edge. The guy who has to take out the poop after every flight, I feel bad for - That's a shit job.
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