The half-baked plot makes no more sense than one of my retarded cousin Larry's squirrel stories
Just got back from picking my parents up at the airport. They've been in London (or somewhere close to that) all week. The week went by pretty fast, I hardly noticed they were gone except for a couple weed parties my brother threw. I still the airport is really cool, lots of neat people and it's a cool building. There are some hot ass women there too. If you were single *coughchuckcough* that'd be the place to go!