by tommy klehr
Jorge sat by the window. Watched the ground get further away. Until they were above the clouds. He looked out the window and saw white below and all around.
The man in the amarillo sombrero clung to his seat cushion. He used it as a flotation device. Not another living soul around him. Except Jorge. Jorge was sitting on the pilot's back. The pilot floated face down in the water.
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Storybook hell for you. But I did have a good giggle from this.
Very inspired. *
Who doesn't like a curious monkey?*
I had tickets for this flight, but had to cancel due to a woman being held hostage by my pet giraffe, Kat. Sure glad I missed the flight.
Cruel and hilarious.
Cynical and creative--I like it!