17 thoughts on “Jazz Hands On A Bus: Always Better Than Snakes On A Plane”

      1. My everything is fat today, Mark. Everything. A Papa John’s pizza chased us down, and we were weak. I shall jump on the bike at dawn!

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      2. I got caught by three (3!) Hebrew National hotdogs with kraut on New England-style rolls, chased with Campbell’s baked beans. So, yeah, Kerbey. We are one today.

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