Edwina’s mother lived a sixteen-hour flight away. These days her mother was doing poorly. Edwina’s husband, Frazer, insisted that Edwina fly to see her mother. Edwina hated flying, but she agreed.
Frazer and Edwina lived way in the country. The airport was a good four-hour drive. Couple that with the sixteen hour flight and it was going to be a long day.
Edwina drove the car. It required a bit of movement as opposed to sitting in the passenger seat doing nothing. She would have enough of doing nothing on the plane.
They arrived at the airport. The plane was boarded. The plane took off.
The long flight was both boring and uneventful.
Upon arrival, Edwina collected her belongings. It was then she discovered the car keys in her pocket.
Good thing Frazer was an expert hitchhiker.
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Ah – the house keys were on the car keyring!
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Hahahahahaha!
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You’re a sadist, BA.
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No need to turn me on. Oops. I have no sense of propriety.
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I once drove four hours to hang out with a girl I liked, then spent the entire weekend trying to open my car.
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I trust she wasn’t in the car.
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Nope. She dumped me like a box of rocks, which was really quite reasonable of her.
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She must’ve liked you to dump you so vehemently.
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Probably.
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Ooops! TIme for a long Uber!
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It’s time to call the AA (Automobile Association) or if not then the AA (Alcoholics Anonymous)!
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