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CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT TO IMAGINE SHANE SINGING DANCING THROUGH LIFE TO REED!
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Nope.
Then you could also use a few pointers. *tosses him a back pack, grabbing two more and strapping them on, explaining safety precautions*
*listens carefully, nodding as he puts on his back pack*
Alright, let’s do this!
Okay. *holds tightly onto the straps of his backpack* After you.
*leads him back to the front of the plane, opening the door* Allons-y. *jumps out the plane*
*grins after them* Geronimo!!! *takes a breath and jumps*
*le sky dives*
Nope.
Then you could also use a few pointers. *tosses him a back pack, grabbing two more and strapping them on, explaining safety precautions*
*listens carefully, nodding as he puts on his back pack*
Alright, let’s do this!
Okay. *holds tightly onto the straps of his backpack* After you.
*leads him back to the front of the plane, opening the door* Allons-y. *jumps out the plane*
Nope.
Then you could also use a few pointers. *tosses him a back pack, grabbing two more and strapping them on, explaining safety precautions*
*listens carefully, nodding as he puts on his back pack*
Alright, let’s do this!
Nope.
Then you could also use a few pointers. *tosses him a back pack, grabbing two more and strapping them on, explaining safety precautions*
(Source: tweedlesanswer)
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
Thank god. *rushes into it, shutting the door behind him so that they don’t have to hear him barfing his stomach up**chuckles slightly* You okay in there.
*calls out weakly* No. I’m dying and it’s all your fault.*lets out an incredibly dramatized sigh*Oh, stop being such a drama queen and get out here. We have something to show you.
*opens the door and glares at them, walking back out slightly pale* Nothing like that, I hope.
Don’t worry. Nothing else like that. Look. *points out the window* That beautiful stretch of seemingly dull sand is the country of Libya. We’re about 20 minutes from the boarder of Egypt.
*smiles a little* Yay.
*grins over at him* You’ll only be stuck in here for about 30 more minutes.
*smiles a bit bigger* Awesome.
*eyes glinting* How do you feel about sky-diving into Egypt…?
*raises his eyebrows* Sounds…interesting.
*nods* Good. *presses a button, summoning the pilot back in, dragging Dwight to the back of the plane*
*follows them* We’re going now?
Might as well get the gear. Have you been sky-diving before?
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
Thank god. *rushes into it, shutting the door behind him so that they don’t have to hear him barfing his stomach up**chuckles slightly* You okay in there.
*calls out weakly* No. I’m dying and it’s all your fault.*lets out an incredibly dramatized sigh*Oh, stop being such a drama queen and get out here. We have something to show you.
*opens the door and glares at them, walking back out slightly pale* Nothing like that, I hope.
Don’t worry. Nothing else like that. Look. *points out the window* That beautiful stretch of seemingly dull sand is the country of Libya. We’re about 20 minutes from the boarder of Egypt.
*smiles a little* Yay.
*grins over at him* You’ll only be stuck in here for about 30 more minutes.
*smiles a bit bigger* Awesome.
*eyes glinting* How do you feel about sky-diving into Egypt…?
*raises his eyebrows* Sounds…interesting.
*nods* Good. *presses a button, summoning the pilot back in, dragging Dwight to the back of the plane*
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
Thank god. *rushes into it, shutting the door behind him so that they don’t have to hear him barfing his stomach up**chuckles slightly* You okay in there.
*calls out weakly* No. I’m dying and it’s all your fault.*lets out an incredibly dramatized sigh*Oh, stop being such a drama queen and get out here. We have something to show you.
*opens the door and glares at them, walking back out slightly pale* Nothing like that, I hope.
Don’t worry. Nothing else like that. Look. *points out the window* That beautiful stretch of seemingly dull sand is the country of Libya. We’re about 20 minutes from the boarder of Egypt.
*smiles a little* Yay.
*grins over at him* You’ll only be stuck in here for about 30 more minutes.
*smiles a bit bigger* Awesome.
*eyes glinting* How do you feel about sky-diving into Egypt…?
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
Thank god. *rushes into it, shutting the door behind him so that they don’t have to hear him barfing his stomach up**chuckles slightly* You okay in there.
*calls out weakly* No. I’m dying and it’s all your fault.*lets out an incredibly dramatized sigh*Oh, stop being such a drama queen and get out here. We have something to show you.
*opens the door and glares at them, walking back out slightly pale* Nothing like that, I hope.
Don’t worry. Nothing else like that. Look. *points out the window* That beautiful stretch of seemingly dull sand is the country of Libya. We’re about 20 minutes from the boarder of Egypt.
*smiles a little* Yay.
*grins over at him* You’ll only be stuck in here for about 30 more minutes.
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
Thank god. *rushes into it, shutting the door behind him so that they don’t have to hear him barfing his stomach up**chuckles slightly* You okay in there.
*calls out weakly* No. I’m dying and it’s all your fault.*lets out an incredibly dramatized sigh*Oh, stop being such a drama queen and get out here. We have something to show you.
*opens the door and glares at them, walking back out slightly pale* Nothing like that, I hope.
Don’t worry. Nothing else like that. Look. *points out the window* That beautiful stretch of seemingly dull sand is the country of Libya. We’re about 20 minutes from the boarder of Egypt.
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
Thank god. *rushes into it, shutting the door behind him so that they don’t have to hear him barfing his stomach up**chuckles slightly* You okay in there.
*calls out weakly* No. I’m dying and it’s all your fault.*lets out an incredibly dramatized sigh*
Oh, stop being such a drama queen and get out here. We have something to show you.
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
Thank god. *rushes into it, shutting the door behind him so that they don’t have to hear him barfing his stomach up*
*chuckles slightly* You okay in there.
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*slowly gets back to his feet, eyes wide* No. Not fun. At all. I’m just gonna…*looks around* Is there a barf bag anywhere around here..?
*points to a closet-y thing* In there.
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
*screams, grabbing onto one of their chairs and clinging for dear life* WHAT THE HELL?!
*levels out the plane laughing and flipping a switches* See? Fun.
*swallows hard, his voice cracking slightly* Oh, of course I trust you; it’s planes that I don’t trust.
*laughs lightly* So if the plane were to suddenly do this…*dives the plane towards the ground, laughing and cheering*
(Source: tweedlesanswer)