Walking down a darkened street. At night. In Mexico City. Avoiding robbery:
G: I have SO much money!
Post soccer game:
5_: I do know one thing in Spanish! Aloha!
Dinner:
A1: Quiero... quisiera guac and chi-chi?
Bullfight. Three rows behind a Jewish woman:
5_: She's Jewish.
A1: WHO'S JEWISH?!
Airplane:
A1: I'm feeling hot and bothered.
5_: Is it Jonathan?
A1: No, it's whoever's in front of me that I can't see.
G: ... that's five year old girl.
Stuffing cracker packets down the front of his shirt. Restaurant:
A1: Lime and Brandy? That's SO classless.
Witty banter from the cockpit:
Captain: Be sure to turn off your BlackBerrys, blueberries, raspberries, and unplug your George Foreman grills.
After not eating anything all day:
Flight attendant: We're happy to offer you three choices for your on-flight snack tonight: peanuts, cookies, or cheese crackers.
5_: YES! Let's each get one and share 'em!
Flight attendant: Actually. Just peanuts, bitches.
(Okay, she didn't really say that, but G really wanted her to.)
Looking out the plane window:
Woman with fugged-out mensies-colored hair: This is like, ya know, when you're flipping through the channels and you're like, "Wait, whoa - what was that?"
A1: No. No, it's not like that at all.
Final thoughts:
A1: I really hope that man got to have his booty call.
G: Ya know, some people wish for a safe flight, or that people get to be home with their families, but no.
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the captain on my flight from philadelphia to rdu:
"seriously, folks. if you have something battery powered and currently giving you pleasure, please turn it off."
I love sound bytes, particularly ones from your crazy, world-traveling trio. Glad you all had a lovely time and that you made it back without losing one of the party to human trafficking or drug wars. (Although I'm sure you came close...)
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