It's not the helo's fault, even if it is clunkier than a stumblebum old poke of a plow horse—bless its rotors.

Who in their right freaking mind would take a 30-hour flight with ANY child, let alone an infant in diapers! […] I would hate to have been a passenger on that plane with her and her poop factory crotch fruit!

He said that he became sick with relatively mild symptoms about a week ago and self-quarantined at his home.

There were blue leather easy chairs with smoke stands beside them.