Well, all I know is that I was on a flight from Albany to Cleveland, on my way to Houston, and it was one of those small cramped Continental's they fly to the hubs...and this lady was sitting next to me...smelled like a lobster the whole way...a washed up on the beach week old lobster.
Wish they had an itty bitty parachute so she could jump out over Lake Ontario and maybe find her way back to the rocky coast of Maine.
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