Hunt, the PugWumpus wrote:
{runs in wheezing} I... I... I tried to call- {collapses on floor} -tried to call you, but I spent a half-hour on the phone and almost got mazed by the phone menus...
Good News: I managed to arrange to have 40 tons of unripe avocados air-dropped in -- loose, no crates, no parachutes -- over the headquarters at 9:05AM Pacific time. I unfortunately couldn't find a baker who could produce enough Millennial artisanal toast on such short notice. Thankfully, I had a competing bid from Gerber, so we'll be also air-dropping 18 tons of their Petrified Zwieback toasts that were recalled 20 years ago for shattering teething toddlers' jaws.
Possibly Bad News: The airtransport is run by Air Gobmerica, and their chief pilot is someone named... let's see... one Captain H. M. "Howling Bonkers" Murdoch. Hopefully he's an orderly and punctual fellow.
A bad idea, this is. Prepare yourself for the consequences of unreliable air transport, you must.