Iceland was an ice-cream glacier with toady-eyed hobbits!
Turbulent ride back – plane being ping-ponged across the sky.
My hand got wedged in some guys crotch.
His GF is screaming at me, an overzealous Verdi soprano, with dragon-fire breath.
We are by the exit row, she has opened the door
The salt-water death is menacing from below.
My will is …