And now, let's go live to San Francisco Airport where our stellar reporter Mr. Daddy is ready to give us the latest update. Mr Daddy?
Yes Bob, I am at gate 86 at San Francisco Airport, and I can tell you this, this trip has had it all! We have been entertained from the very beginning, from the moment when the reserved taxi decided to pick up someone else, until the check of the luggage for explosives (had to bite my tongue to not suggest it was my underwear...).
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