WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I’M MAKING A LANDING STRIP FOR YOUR FACE PLANE. WITH ITS CARGO OF KISSES.
I WORRY ABOUT YOU SOMETIMES.
DON’T WORRY, CAPTAIN. WE’LL GUIDE YOU IN. JUST CONTINUE ON YOUR CURRENT COURSE.
I MEAN IT. I LOVE YOU, BUT THERE’S A WIRE OR TWO LOOSE IN THAT BRAIN OF YOURS.
EVERYTHING’S LOOKING GREAT. REVERSE YOUR ENGINES. BRING IT IN NICE AND SLOW.
I swear someone must have listened in on one of our conversations.
I have a feeling I’m the one with the nonsensical cutesy metaphors.
Clairely. Ahem. ;) Brians are broken and PLANES AND CAPTAINS. AND DIRTIES. (AND MAYBE A PINTO OR TWO) :O :O!
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