I don't think there's time: I just heard a trumpet, and Gabriel is in a pattern over Wright-Pat.
"I don't think there's time: I just heard a trumpet, and Gabriel is in a pattern over Wright-Pat."
Keep listening. Or as Brother Andre wrote, "It won't be long, 'til we'll be leavin'. It won't be long, 'til we'll be going home. . . ."
I don't know Geezer, this is where the UFOs are stored, so this may just be implanted delusions in all of us.