A good thing we weren't travelling on that plane! Ours was propelled by jet, not by legs.
You can slow down just enough to push the patient out of the moving car.
What's that white stuff on the wood? I don't think I've ever seen it in Houston.
Anyone for a quick dip in the pool before breakfast?
The Time Machine (I think we're in the Sixties).
Let the philosophizing begin.
It was about this big.
Stop exaggerating.
Well, this is how big it was after the Viagra.
Yeah, right, Mylan, in your dreams.
How big?
This big, I tell you, and that's without Viagra.
There had better be some kind of reward at the end of this climb.
Ah, here's the reward.
Chateau Russell.
All it will take is a little shove, and I'll be rid of that meddlesome Matthias.
At Rochioli
Mylan's tongue being surprised.
Diana's tongue being even more surprised.
Hop Kiln
After our swim through the redwoods
The coast through the van window
