I’ve never chewed my way through a screen, but I’m pretty sure my brothers have had this conversation.
While there’s not much I won’t do for a laugh, I won’t be donning this for your amusement.
Need me to help you focus on the scary part? Here you go.
That’s a foot hanging out a hooch. I’ve ridden enough planes, sat through enough movies, and sang through enough musicals with my tall siblings to know that long limbs are always extended into aisles. Did I tell you Paul is tall? The one time you don’t want to hear your kid is “above average” is when he’s planning on blowing his way out your kayak. My vagina is an aisle. And this kid needs leg room. Oh dear GOD.
In the words of Forrest Gump, that’s all I have to say about that.