Because I live in the dirty South, and because my home state is on the West Coast, I find myself laying over in airports del Texas a lot. Probably more than you. Here's my tapping foot waiting to board in Houston. What you can't see in this picture are the two teenagers to my right (one X, one Y), trying to get to know one another through very awkward flirting techniques, stolen glances, and "so where are you headed?" questions. Viva la Texas!
2 comments:
I totally have your shoes! Only in black. Love them.
Oh, and vive la texas! Or something.
The problem is Houston.
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