A day in the life of....

I appreciate Jessie's blessing... But....

The restraining order Mari has on me limits my ability to properly vent my thoughts...:redface::redface::redface:................






Jus kiddin..... She didn't go the legal route,,, she just paid Guido to find me and break my knee caps.....:sad::sad::sad:..............:D
 
"A Day In The Life of Secret Lovers Geico and Captain"

In book form:

"Herein lies a tome of ALL the things we have in common....."


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Sincerely,

Geico!
 
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Sigh. As requested........

"Get out of my way you idiot! You didn't HAVE to exercise your right of way! You KNOW I wanted to turn left!"

"Buddy, I'm not real sure a shopping cart loaded with garbage bags is a street legal vehicle. I suggest you keep it on the sidewalk."

"Jerk."

He continued to push the cart down the side of the road, stopping at Taco Bell, Chipotle, and Dunkin Donuts to scavenge for discarded leftovers. He scored an Enchirito, a couple half eaten tacos and some cold coffee. What about Starbucks? Nah. Too many cops there. They used to go to Dunkin Donuts. Now they've moved on.

The girls at the FBO counter gave him a sneering eye as he pushed his cart in to the restroom. "Call security?" "Nah, it's him again."

"I'll only be a minute." Once inside, he pulled out a teaspoon, some rock cocaine, a lighter, and a syringe. Then he came back to life. He reached in to the Hefty lawn and leaf bag and pulled out a white uniform. He straightened his epaulets, grabbed his flight bag, and headed back out in to the lobby.

"Morning Captain, some donuts and coffee before you head out?"

"I'm alright." He started to head for the door and changed his mind. The drink cooler. They stocked it with Heinken. It's not Colt 45 but it will get the job done. He chugged a couple and stuffed another four in his flight bag.

He stood at the door of the Piaggio as the man approached, clutching a Hello Kitty backpack.

Another one of those, Captain thought. "Okay, where are we going today?"

"I'm not sure :dunno:"

"Hmm... Howabout Vail, you can do some skiing?"

"I don't want to ski :no: Let's go to Nebraska :yes:"

"We're in Nebraska."

":mad2: Oh that's right. Let's just fly around someplace ;)"

"Suit yourself. My name's Captain. You are....Mr. Allstate?"

"Wrong name on the form :nono: You can call me Geico."

"Ah okay." Captain sauntered up to the flight deck, threw over his scarf, lowered his goggles and yelled out the window. "Contact, right engine!" The line boy gave the prop a hard spin and the massive radial fired to life, slicing the line boy in to several pieces. "Dammit, they always make that mistake when the engines are mounted backwards. Contact, left engine!"

He chugged the remaining Heinekens, taxiied to the hold short line, received a takeoff clearance, and moved the throttles of the massive Handly Page HP42 as it slowly gathered momentum, then lifted off the ground. "Handly Page? Oh crap, I'm in the wrong airplane. Oh well. Too late."

"Bravo, Captain! Good takeoff! :yesnod:"

"Thank you."

A crackling voice emitted through the ancient Marconi transceiver. "Handly Page flying ten miles Northeast of Ohare, you have violated Bravo airspace!"

"Bull hockey! I received a Bravo on takeoff! I am cleared dammit!"

"Are we over Chicago? Let's get some pizza :yes:"

"Good idea. I'm a little hungry. Chicago Approach, we would like an overhead break, transitioning to an inverted ILS for Ohare, full stop."

"So where are you going?" The TSA agent questioned the pair as they passed exit security.

"Just to get some pizza" Captain replied.

":yes:" Geico responded as the TSA agent eyed him. "You aren't gay lovers are you? You look like gay lovers."

":hairraise: Absolutely not!" Geico responded. The agent released them. Geico looked at the brawny, rippled Captain in the skin tight uniform, speedo lines visible, and couldn't help but to dwell on that thought momentarily :goofy:

Then there was that awkward moment. The pizza was finished. They split the check, down to the penny. Except it was an odd number of pennies. "I'll pony up for the extra penny." "Thank you so much." Then their eyes met. "So, what do you want to do now?"

"Not much.:nonod: How about. Shopping? Maybe at the Bass Pro Shop?::confused:"

"Nah. Let's go to the Gap. I hear their leather selection is exquisite."

":D"

Later that night, at the Disco, Captain took center stage, as he rubbed his new leather chaps up against the pole, scooping up the bills as a large, naked muscular man approached. "I need your clothes."

"Talk to the hand."

"Was he the jerk for taking my clothes, or was I a jerk for not offering the clothes that he needed?" Captain said as he stood naked in the hotel room.

"Herein lies a tone of ALL things we have in common :yes:"

"Don't tell nobody about any of this tomorrow."

":no::nono:"
 
Sac,

I think you captured the very essence of Captain and Geico's "relationship." :D

Good job Sir!

David
 
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