M. White vs. Aimless - FITE!

BTW

Where did I come up with WRIGHT anyway?

Many's the person that called me Mr. Wright. Usually people of the female persuasion and not for very long, but still...

"Oh Orville, take me for another 12-second maiden flight..."

Honey, you weren't a maiden after the first one.

Then she started calling you Sopwith, demanding that you tussle with her Red Baron across the skies of France, until 'death', until the fuel ran out, or until punctures to the fuselage became too much of a drag.

By the end of the affaire, to cut a lofty story short, you were the Airbus A340: roomy, reliable, not particularly manoeuvrable or exciting but sufficient to get a by-now mundane job done in the overwhelmingly fast-paced modern world, where such things are taken for granted.

It was the offer to join the 12ft high club which proved most irresistible.

12 feet in 12 seconds, eh?

must be one heck of a penis enlargement pill

Heave Ho always was a notorious thread killer.

I must have dosed off, sorry. What now?

Welcome back!

YAAAAY

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Whoa... Bouldieu! Welcome back monsieur!

Dear me! I can't recall if we're on speaking terms. Could you please remind me? If not, my powerful urge to say your presence is a thousand times welcome must be suppressed, out of deference to our undying enmity.

Mon cher, we've never been on speaking terms, because we have never spoken to each other, celà dit, I can imagine no impediment to any continuing discourse between ourselves beside my predilection for meandering, wait, what?

Plus, I buried the enmity in my neighbor's back yard; she still complains about the smell.

So, then. The status quo ante works just fine for me. Can I borrow a hundred until I'm back on my feet? Wait. Scratch that. Until I get the Bentley out of hock?

Pennies?

That would provide me with two rolls of fifty each, which could prove useful should I get into a bar fight and need to apply some extra fistic heft to my means of persuasion. But in all other cases, they would be a needless and annoying burden. I think I'd prefer to cower under a convenient table during my next brawl, as per usual.

In the mail...

Should?!

Could you also send along a wishing well?

Standards to uphold and whatnot

Sans but, I sent that ages ago

In my next bar brawl I promise I shall fight with the strength of ten men, or if not with their entire strength, then the strength of all ten's halitosis.

I sent that ages ago

I'll look in the lumber room.

Any lumber?
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