sketchdump 188
Shew-wee.
What a narrow miss that was. I almost had a collision with the midwest. The men upstairs scheduled me for a training in Louisville Kentucky.
I had it pictured in my mind. Airports, khaki pants, semen infested hotel rooms, and dinner every night at a Chili's. My own personal hell packaged up nicely in the bluegrass state.
The men upstairs called me back and said I didn't have to go. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
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Hey Fenis,
You could've visited me in Lexington! I'd have taken you out anywhere but Chilis.
3:54 PM
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