Chapter 1
Slowly sitting up, a pretty stewardess in a blue pinafore offered him a towel wipe, he cleanly and politely declined. As he reclined, his unshaven chin seared his unshaven hand with a veracity of sandpaper and knives. Looking around he was slightly surprised to find a cow asleep at his feet, Daisy was usually an early riser.
In another brain, the encephalitic thoughts of the harlot stewardess rolled in memetic images of fucking and fighting and biting the unclean passenger. "I think she smiled at me, maybe I should ask for details", he thought to himself. Jarring his thoughts, his left leg was numb from the awkward weight of Daisy. "Excuse me", he beckoned the blue pinafored harlot, "but I think Daisy has overslept." “meanwhile I have overwept” she subtly replied. He exuded a bemused look of confused indulgence. She then bit him. "ouch" he cried inwardly, but accepted the neat plastic packet of biscuits she offered him, (pea)nuts(!!1) she was a sly one.
Before it was even all over, it had finished and she was already gone. He disembarked the plane with nothing but a biscuits, a teeth mark, and a hazy memory to remind him. He couldn’t honestly remember if he had passed out, and his stomach wouldn’t tell As he plummeted through the damp clouds, he paused to wonder if the blue pinafored harlotlen conveyer of peanuts thought his exit from the plane abrupt, and hoped she didn’t think him impolite, oh Daisy he thought, noticing the cow, flailing udders, fall