Honeymooning in Paris is lovely!
I promised you the two story's about our Paris honeymoons... here they go:
In December of 1991, we hopped on a plane in Atlanta, and headed east toward Europe. When we landed in Paris, we'd found out that our luggage had been accidentally put onto another plane that was bound for Frankfurt. We weren't missing the clothes, or our personal items as much as we were missing "Thor" our chihuahua- who unthortunately "didn't make it past Greensboro, NC" the Medical Examiner said. "That little shit got loose in the cockpit, and the co-pilot had to squish it." He said. |
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