This is a funny post! Typically I tend to zone out in airports too, listen to the Ipod, buy some gum and juice, think about where i'm heading and then as usual pretend that my life is narrated by someone else and sounds much more exciting...anyways..

BUT i will say, if you traveling with a high school band please, please don't sing a capella in a round.

it's just wrong on many levels.

especially trapped in the back of the plane surrounded by the band, especially on a cross country flight...you will block out my music...

Also, if you happen to be some slutty type ho w/ the gold hoop earrings, please, PLEASE don't try to flirt w/ the guys across the aisle by telling us all about your escapades in PA and how you can't wait to get back to good ole' FLA so that you can see people's bodies in their clothes instead of covered up by jackets in the winter and also about how you got the shakedown for that little joint you had in your pocket. It's embarrasing to you and the old woman in 5 shades of red next to you. Plus, your blocking out my music..

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Also, if you happen to be some slutty type ho w/ the gold hoop earrings, please, PLEASE don't try to flirt w/ the guys across the aisle by telling us all about your escapades in PA and how you can't wait to get back to good ole' FLA

Ayy papi! Littleketchup is outta line!

Don't go talking smack about our dear Prisa. She can't help it. Got the hoops on sale at Newberry's, gotta get back down south to Uncle Coop in FL (via Blackwater, NC), don't you know.

And that old women beside her was skobb static. He taught her everything she knows, so be nice or he will edit your posts randomly. (It's the dementia, or so I hear.)

Fantastica, indeed!

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Also, if you happen to be some slutty type ho w/ the gold hoop earrings, please, PLEASE don't try to flirt w/ the guys across the aisle by telling us all about your escapades in PA and how you can't wait to get back to good ole' FLA

Ayy papi! Littleketchup is outta line!

Don't go talking smack about our dear Prisa. She can't help it. Got the hoops on sale at Newberry's

Mucho Gusto Littleketchup. This is really no problema. And I will try to keep my escapades and a pequeno noise level from now on. It's just, the cabron looked so lonely. So in need of a good tale ripped right out of the gringo magazine you call Penthouse. I feeled obligated. And the gold hoop earings...ayy papi...you dont find them fantastic and guapa? No? Si? Mucho hombres tell me they find them bonita so my apologies again.
Dios Mio I cannot wait to be back in FLA again. Where I feel amongst my people.
Okay habibi? Erm. I mean...Papi. Papi! Damnit!