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Mrs RW

I think the cold medicine took whatever sense you had left. That quote about jumping out of a perfectly good airplane seemed very familiar. Hmmm...


you! I not stupid enough to believe your stories again. Who would think that you can walk over clouds?!


Oh, come on, Mrs RW, you're not fooling anyone: I know you're itching to have a go yourself!

And Caryl, I forgot to mention how blue the motorways look from all that way up. ;-)


Mrs RW

I say, once again: why would anyone want to jump out of a perfectly good plane? Maybe if Princess Granddaughter fell out of the cargo door, I'd jump out. Why? It's not like I could drag her back in, but in this instance I'd feel like I was doing something constructive. I'm not sure what, but what the hell...

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