Marc "First Class"
Jesse and myself have just arrived in swanky Denver, Colorado via First Class on United. One barbeque pork chop, one potato cake, one floppy green salad, and one (FUCKING MAGNIFICENT!) piece of mocha mousse cake later, we're gearing for a beer in the common area. Reminds me of eighth grade math class, where I'd sneak out of the room for the commons area. We'd talk and stuff and not pay attention to class. Them's were the days.
Jesse and myself have just arrived in swanky Denver, Colorado via First Class on United. One barbeque pork chop, one potato cake, one floppy green salad, and one (FUCKING MAGNIFICENT!) piece of mocha mousse cake later, we're gearing for a beer in the common area. Reminds me of eighth grade math class, where I'd sneak out of the room for the commons area. We'd talk and stuff and not pay attention to class. Them's were the days.
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