The people in the second tower, "I'm so glad that plane didn't hit our building!"
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The people in the second tower, "I'm so glad that plane didn't hit our building!"
The second plane, đź—żđź—żđź—ż
You're at a buffet, you think you're hungry for two, but misfortune happens when you think of yourself. You get stuck looking at sides in the buffet. A roly poly gal you see in the corner of your eye, eyeballing the main dishes in front at the end. You go in for the pickings, you get intercepted by a far more hungrier matter, but you find yourself getting slammed over the buffet table, and realize you are gasping for air, and she is tenderizing you for dinner.
My grandpa was a great pilot, but he died on September 11, 2001.
Who are the fastest readers? Nine-eleven victims, because they fell through 720 stories in under 10 seconds.
9/11.
What was the last thing that went through the minds of the 9/11 jumpers?
Their ankles.
Lololol get it? They fell from like 100 feet.
You know how they said weight people can't jump? Check out the 9/11 videos.