A little known fact about getting a drivers license in Saskatchewan is that it also enables a bra to fly an airplane! Well, this bra anyway.
Click on my license to see the fine print.
So when it was time for me to say Ta-Ta (for now!) to my Fracalicious Chaperon, Fracas, there was NO WAY I was gonna let myself be stuffed into another FedEx envelope! (Even though FedEx IS Olga, the Traveling Bra's preferred method of transporation) So Fracas, being so gosh darn Fractastic, scored me a sweet jet and I wasted no time strapping myself in behind the wheel and

taking OFF!
Va-va-varooooom!!!

DON'T BE ALARMED!
I only appear to be facing the wrong way...remember,
my hooks and EYES are in the back.
I snapped this shot while preparing to land at the Toronto Airport...

there's the CN Tower where my new Chaperon
DrowseyMonkey has promised to take me!
Don't worry Drowsey...I've got my straps at "10 and 2"...
some hot Tim Hortons coffee in my right cup...AND
I'm texting Speedy with my left cup!...
d hollydale hi i'm texting and FLYING! clear the runway and
d hollydale hi i'm texting and FLYING! clear the runway and
don't tell drowsey! woo-hoo!!!
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