So what that Donald decided to eat all my in-flight snacks while my back was turned (including an entire bar of dark chocolate - that made for an uncomfortable night for him, I'm sure)...
So what that the sky is just pissing down rain in a sky so dark that it looks like it's ten at night when in reality it's only 1:30...
I AM GOING TO PARIS, DAMNIT!
Bring it on!
No comments:
Post a Comment