Monday, April 09, 2012

Wait, What?

Because a long time ago I had my penis removed I'm watching The Waltons Easter movie for the 716th time, and for the first time noticed how Elizabeth arrives on the scene: having just flown in from London, she comes rolling up to the house in a taxi.

What?

How close can a fucking airport be to Walton fucking Mountain? What was this cab fare, $9,000? Is a Chinese delivery guy about to show up too?

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