DMc: We may be pending a domestic travel lockdown.
TMc: Okay.
DMc: That means your flight to your Mom’s might be deferred for a couple of months.
TMc. Okay.
DMc: Crap. You have a Mad-Max-level backup plan, don’t you?
TMc: Damn skippy.
DMc: Baby, they may shut down the highways.
TMc: Watch me.
DMc: Oh, Dear Father, advise us!
TMc: Hail Mary, Mother of God, Let’s Haul ASS!
DMc: ….