My daughter's a hoot. She's been out of town for a few days and sent me a couple of text messages and several requests for money. I read the text messages...
Oh, and she posted on Twitter. I read those, too. Her gift lies in twittering. Tweeting? Twixting?
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How to pack for your trip to Arizona:
1. Pack one shoe.
2. Watch an episode of Bones.
3. Miss your plane.
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What baby? There was no crying, screaming, wailing baby on the plane when we took off, officer...
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Hi, yes, I want a refund for my Southwest Airlines fight. My attendant was dressed like a hooker & cabin lights were not dimmed as promised.
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I'm in Houston! Let's hang out! I'm just kidding. I'm on a layover. I'd never come to Houston on purpose.
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There are far too many married people on this flight. Come on guys, give me a chance!
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In the event of a water landing, zombie attack, explosion or Sesame Street marathon, your seat cushion may be used as a flotation device.
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So rude that this kid next to me on the flight doesn't want to watch Law & Order, SVU with me ... I mean, come on kid, there's wifi on this plane!
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I never make friends faster than when I'm looking for my baggage claim and trying to recognize people from my flight.
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and my favorite tweet of hers:
With the 5% discount you get when you purchase mid-flight, I've decided that everyone gets a Skymall gift this Christmas. Enjoy your catbeds.
:)
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