Since it’s been over a month since the last installment of this saga was posted, readers may want to refresh themselves regarding the highlights of the story to this point.
I’m With Stupid, pt II: The Empire is Stupid
If you want to pretend Quentin Tarantino wrote this story, read these all out of order and then praise my cleverness.
No, that wasn’t a dig at Tarantino. I think he’s praiseworthy and clever. M. Night Samalaundrymat is not clever. Well, maybe once. And by “maybe” I, of course, mean “never”. OK, enough on film makers and one trick ponies.
So there I was, hurtling down the runway, strapped into a United Airbus A320, at speeds approaching Ludicrous, and Ton’s O’Fun next to me cried “Havoc!” and let slip the poot of war.
That sentence was a very wordy and comma-abusive way of saying, “She farted”.
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