It’s my turn to ride the magic submarine, but for me it is a plane.
That’s my gig, and you’re doing it WRONG!
Holy shit, it works, I’m flying and…Squirrel!
Not this shit again. What is with cats and byplanes?
Come come, good sir, you’re making a mockery of this very serious feature.
There are days when I wonder why I ever took this job. Then I find a warm lap.
