Monday, May 23, 2005


I always get a flash from the Twilite Zone, with the deamon ripping the plane to shreads, every time I sit over the wing... and then to be raining on top of it all. Fooook Meee. Course everytime I fly into a large city I look out and wonder how many people are having sex. I thought I was the only one until I heard George Carlin say the same thing.
(c) Come N Thru Productions

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