(with thanks to... Carolyn)
With a screeching cacophony of mechanical discomfort, the plane dipped unevenly towards the runway and...
...made contact with the tarmac. The rubber on the tyres instantly shredded, the exposed metal sending a shower of sparks directly towards the stricken aircraft’s fuel tanks, which...
...were of course safely sealed. The plane skidded along the runway, hurtling ever closer to the airport’s observation tower...
...which luckily was still half a mile away, this being a sizeable airport. Wide-eyed and soaked in sweat, the pilot gripped the controls in front of him and silently cursed...
...his decision to wear thermal underwear and to reuse the same pair of disposable contact lenses he had worn yesterday. Then, with the inevitability of a volcanic eruption, the plane...
...came to a halt safely and every single one of its unfortunate passengers...
...disembarked.
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