Well, someone else is going to have to tend bar. It's all set up, slushies are in the mixer, Buenos and fuzzy mexicans prepped to serve, and teh buffet is out. (Sorry about the mess, slick, we'll clean up before we leave)
I have to take a shower and hit the road. Been away form home too much and for too long this year.
Low level flight plan is filed, 'cause....
I got a long way to go, and a short time to get there,
I'm gonna do what they say can't be done........
time for the Contour to do its best impersonation of a dragon and get the H**l out of dodge.
Or, to steal a line from another movie......
It's 1456 miles to New York. I've got a full tank of gas, a full cup of coffee, it's dark out, and I'm wearing sunglasses......
HIT IT!