After a wonderful evening of festivities, and the opportunity to dance and talk with so many beautiful ladies, it is now time for The Silver Fox and I to say "adieu," and to depart from Willow Manor International Airport.
"Cammie" was finally caught, and charged with auto theft. She is being held without bond in the Willow Manor Penetentary. Her "accomplice" escaped through the woods with no pants, and is still being sought by local authorities, and lonely spinsters.
The Silver Fox got his prized 1963 Corvette back in good shape.
And, our passengers thoroughly enjoyed the "surprise ride" above the clouds on "SnL One," last night (plus the complimentary Filet Mignon and Maine Lobster.) The "Foxster" and I also enjoyed our female companionship (who will remain nameless) when on a spur-of-the-moment thing, we all decided to join the "mile high club."
Now... we depart (with our new girlfriends, who will remain nameless, but they get along like sisters, and keep bringing us food on the flight deck.) Next stop... VEGAS, BABY!!!
Hmmm, The "Foxster" wants to attempt some of the flying himself. Too bad, he doesn't have his pilot's license.
"Hey, Foxster! MY girlfriend's prettier than YOUR girlfriend!"
I just LOVE to piss him off!
Ladies and gentlemen, Mister Bobby Darin!
Hmmm... why is it every time I start this dang plane, music starts playing?
David asks, "So who DID you wind up with?" I'm afraid my lips are sealed.
But, I always DID love a happy ending!!!