« De Pecunia | Main | Les Tits »

May 31, 2009


Chris Casey

Ouch! I feel your pain (or your scrunch).

My personal flying curse is to always have a seat-kicking kid sitting right behind me. I swear there is a squad of seat-kickers that follow me around every time I fly, just to be sure I don't miss the joy of their passing the flight by tapping out time on my butt with their kicks.

Verify your Comment

Previewing your Comment

This is only a preview. Your comment has not yet been posted.

Your comment could not be posted. Error type:
Your comment has been saved. Comments are moderated and will not appear until approved by the author. Post another comment

The letters and numbers you entered did not match the image. Please try again.

As a final step before posting your comment, enter the letters and numbers you see in the image below. This prevents automated programs from posting comments.

Having trouble reading this image? View an alternate.


Post a comment

Comments are moderated, and will not appear until the author has approved them.

Your Information

(Name and email address are required. Email address will not be displayed with the comment.)

Blogs I Read