Do bears surf in the woods ?
Well, it’s been a long time coming and the first weekend has finally arrived. The flight over to the private airfield was a pleasant one as is usually it tends to be. The nuts had just that right amount of salt, the baked goods were absolutely as fresh as the fruit was. Even the pilot seemed to make an extra smooth landing, everything seemed to be going your way.
Not being familiar with the lay of the land, or the roads, it was decided to have a chartered limo waiting. This is wise isn’t it, sure it is, after all you haven’t had a chance to stop by the local luxury SUV dealer. You’ve heard it does snow a few times a year here.
The kids have been asking all year when will it be ready, isn’t ready yet, tell ‘em to hurry up dad! The pictures sent by the builder were nice, but they simply couldn’t do justice to the image of your remote rustic cabin in the mountains. You arrive, unpack the provisions, yes, there is even kindled wood and log ready to light in the stone fireplace.
It’s now 8 pm and the kids are asking, hey dad, how do I check my email ? It’s at that moment you realize what dire straits you are in if you can’t solve the problem. You try to mollify them by ordering a pizza. Your concern is shared by the delivery man. He request’s a small tip if he can solve your problem, you agree. He mentions a short phrase and writes it on the pizza box. It said get Wild Blue, problem solved, you smile and instantly flip him a c-note.
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