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Flight Attendant: Oh, that was great. Glenn Quagmire: Thanks. I know you have a choice in airport sex, and I appreciate your choosing Quagmire. Please exercise caution when standing up, as the contents of your vagina may have shifted during coitus. All right, I've got a plane to catch. Say, which gate is Flight 209? Flight Attendant: 209? That flight left half an hour ago. Glenn Quagmire: Oh, my God. Oh, my God! That plane's going down! My friends are on that plane, they're all gonna die! Flight Attendant: What?! Oh, no! Glenn Quagmire: And that's not the worst part... here's the condom I said I'd put on. Haha, aren't I the just worst?
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