Just killing time...

We have 30 minutes to kill before we get on 'da plane. I am quietly surveying the rest of my group. Should the unthinkable happen, which one will I eat first? Are the older ones tougher? Are the pretty ones more tender?

This just in! Susan & Ron were moved to the back of the plane! SHIT! FUCK!! So was I! What's up with that shit?!

I wonder why? Hmmm...well I do know the mountains are in front and I'll be in the back. But but, why me? I feel so ashamed! By the way, we are on Scenic Airlines flight 1539 and I am now in seat 6B. Scan the Las Vegas papers if you don't get another update! :-((( Please treat my charred remains with care & compassion! I have given you good laughs!

I have suddenly lost my cannibalistic appetite. Well, I probably could take a nibble off Jessica Alba or Daisy Fuentes but they aren't on this flight. Whatever or whomever as the case may be. Young, old, pretty, ugly, stringy, tough, soft, tender but I will not negotiate! He or she MUST be well done!! There's nothing nastier than a rare octagenarian! Bleh...

Ok, time to board. Until next time...hopefully...