Pat Oliphant for March 29, 2011
March 25, 2011
March 30, 2011
Transcript:
Man: Bet you can't guess what I do. Me, I gotta stress job, see. I went out for a pee, then I thought, wothahell, I'll go get summin' t'eat. So I come down here and one drink led to another, know waddeye mean? It's the stress that does it. The stress. I gotta handlea hunnerd planes at once, lifer death. Talk about multi-taskin'. Well, here's to stress! Duty calls, gotta go. Man: No, I'm not even going to ask. Man: Time to fly up to the ol' control tower again - jeez, I hope someone's there, I gotta get some sleep. Punk: Hello, Amtrak?
