I'm sitting on the floor at LAX. It's 6pm, my leg is asleep and my ass hurts. "But it's 6pm, Big Whitey? Weren't you to depart at 1pm? And wait, weren't you flying out of Burbank?" Yes, yes and God yes.
I was picked up for my 1pm flight at 11am this morning. When I arrived at the Burbank airport, they were already trying to get people to
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You need to parlay your experience into meeting Mary J. Blige. It's the only path to redemption.
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