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So the airport decided it'd be fun to ship one of our bags to Las Vegas.
My dad had a $7000 braille reader thing in it, along with hundreds of dollars of clothing that belonged to him and my brother. As of right now... all the clothes he owns (besides the ones he's wearing) are over there.
Have I mentioned lately that I fucking hate airports?
My dad had a $7000 braille reader thing in it, along with hundreds of dollars of clothing that belonged to him and my brother. As of right now... all the clothes he owns (besides the ones he's wearing) are over there.
Have I mentioned lately that I fucking hate airports?