ME: “What happened to your plane? It’s all wrapped up in Scotch tape!”
ME: “Yes. It was terribly clever. Of course, you realize that we have NO tape left in our house.”
THING 2: *blank stare*
ME: “What happened to the pilot?”
ME: “Any chance we could save the pilot?”
THING 2: “No. He’s a dead man.”
I am so sorry that you never get the opportunity to discover stuff like this on YOUR kitchen counters. It’s always lovely to move an airplane wrapped in a spiderweb out of the way when you’re trying to cook dinner. I feel horrible that y’all miss out on this.