flew from kv to mitchell, sd on a kingair for a quick meeting one time. my boss got airsick and puked all over everything. no one was frightened, but it stunk like holy hell.
"Mr. seclark. Wrong for gravy, wrong for jelly, wrong for biscuits."
"If every Planeteer who was disliked by another Planeteer stopped being a Planeteer we wouldn't have any Planeteers."