Momnesia

Why We Don't Work for the Augusta Convention & Visitors Bureau

M.F.: (heavy sigh)
A.W.: "What's up?"
M.F.: I gotta go up to the Masters. I don't know if I'll be able to stand it.
A.W.: You probably won't, unless you're driving a truck of flaming fertilizer.

Earlier today, he pitched the idea of doing a video report from the airport: "M.F. here for the Metro Spirit, out at the airport, watching the arrivals. See that guy? He's rich. That guy's rich... and he's rich... that guy is trying, he mortgaged everything he had to be here... that guy's rich... another rich guy... some dude in a uniform coming back from the war, he's not important... that guy just declared bankruptcy and this is his last hurrah... oop, another rich guy!"