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| jake |
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| noah and ben, at attention |
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| sam, loving ben |
One day I was on an airplane. I was 22, single, and thinking I was so cool, travelling the world. Actually, I was headed to Indiana, but destination aside, I was going somewhere.
I was seated next to an older, distinguished looking business man on a small commuter plane. It held about 37 people, give or take a few.
I was looking down, reading something, probably the magazine in the little seat back pocket, when I noticed a long string of drool coming from my mouth. I was mortified and quickly slurped it back up.
That's it. I hope you will still acknowledge me when you see me in public.
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