<npoe>Why am I even bothering to follow Travis.</npoe>
Mark: Wouldn’t it be terrible to get stranded at a regional… especially here!
Blair: That’s why I already picked the boarding passes for my Aloha flight. I hate having to fight crowds to get them.
Blair thinking to self: “Man…don’t I look good. That’s right, give it up for me.”
Mark thinking: “Man he looks good in those roller blades…why can’t I have roller blades?”
Blair: Hey, Mark…can I get some blue hair dye from you?
Mark: Now, Blair, you need to coordinate your hair with your shirt. Don’t you see that?
Blair: Can you do the flowers for me, then?
Mark: Sure. Let me do the math first…
Mark: “Where did you get the Lei?”
Blair: “I got it from a pretty Hawaiian girl when I got off of the plane.”
Mark: “All I got was a stale bag of peanuts.”
Blair: “What can I say, they like me better.”
Mark: Why is no one here?
Blair: I have no idea
Mark: And do you have absolutely no idea why I’m hearing reports of robots on the beach?
Blair: Absolutely none
Mark: Do you have any idea why they say someone in roller blades and a Hawiian shirt told them the regional moved to the beach?
Blair: Ummm…I think Dave might have some roller blades
Mark: But that’s not important, we need to get to the beach with them!
Random thoughts crossing my mind upon reading Jane’s post:
Blair: What could be better than Paradise?
(So I googled the song “Almost Paradise” and found out quickly that Mike Reno was also the lead singer of the band Loverboy. Which, of course, leads one to think of a particular song…)
Blair whispers,” Mark, Just check me out, this is how “Mr. Hawaii” should look.
Getting a blue shirt and blue hair then calling yourself “Mr. Blue Hawaii” just don’t cut it.”
