Dear stupid, stupid people.
Why in Ghandhi's name did I see you hovering a million miles above York this morning?
Are you buttfucked? It was freezing cold on the ground and yet you go up in a hot-air balloon at SEVEN IN THE MORNING with a very sporradic heating system and a view of fog on an already bleak-looking York.
You fools!
Don't let me catch you at it again.
Regards,
Nicole K Smith CE.
2 comments:
Hot air rises.
They might have been trying to escape the cold on the ground. :P
Still crazy though.
I like your thinking. (Jesus Henry Christ it's taken me a long time to reply to this)
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