After being held captive against my will in some Polynesian Wilderness, I've managed to evade the wily and fuel prices have dropped enough that I've been able to fuel the B-52. Now that I have a better idea of where the can be found, we are in a better position to launch an all-out operation. The Bourbon Beanie Weanie Bombs are in place, and the Barry Manilow 8 track is in the dashboard player. Now, if I could only find the keys....
I am only one; but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. I will not refuse to do the something I can do. --Helen Keller
I can't believe how much the locksmith wants to make new keys for the B-52. So I told him to forget it, and tried hotwiring it. As soon as the burns heal and my hair grows back in, I'll try again. In the meantime, I'll look for shoes that aren't melted and start hoofing it toward the lair.
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