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banana man
I like having a tortoise and a dog because sometimes I’ll just find random salad components in my bed and I’ll never know who’s responsible
Thursdays were generally slower days for Buzz. Chances were that the team had just returned from a Monday-Wednesday excursion and this was a rest day for the others in the squad. But seeing as leaders don’t have days off - Except Saturdays, those are for the boys, Buzz thought - he was often supposed to be in the office writing up tactical and incident reports or planning the next move.
However, paperwork in offices was boring as all get down so Buzz found himself in the cockpit of a fighter jettison with a binder, trying to do work instead of pretending to fly, like a dork. He wasn’t doing very well. From the pilot’s seat, he could see the rest of the fleet as well as a person that was walking a little too comfortably.
“Hey- Nope! Don’t touch that!” He said, knocking on the clear covering of his cockpit while he waited for it to open up.
Sometimes Mr. is running late and needs my help packing lunch. Typical husband sandwich (cheese, lettuce, and chicken breast) with baby carrots, kiwi, and Easter chocolate.