Apr 30, 2006
These particular crawbabies felt rebellious. They all hopped in a net sack together and booked a flight on Continental Airlines. Unfortunately they had a layover in Houston and when they scurried to the nearest bars and restrooms on the concourse they all missed their connecting flight. Motel 6 was there keeping the light on for them, and their last night was gayly spent in room 106. Yesterday morning they made their way groggily back to the airport and sat 2-to-a-seat, the longest legged ones in the exit rows, in a full plane to DCA. Who's Your Chaddy Chad then rescued them from the plane and brought them home to roast. I mean boil. They were exquisitely delicious, perhaps more so for the adventurous journey they took.
Posted by wharman at 8:33 PM