Pat. This is for you.

Mayday! Mayday! Keesha I’ve had to make an emergency landing in Eloy and I need your help. That’s how my Saturday night started. My BFF’s husband Pat was flying a super secret mission over Eloy and had to make an emergency (thank God, not crash landing) unexpectedly.

It’s only now that the mission has been declassified that I can even speak of it to you. You see Patric has special training in spotting and obliterating highly illegal Guinea pig farming communities. The work he does for mankind really is quite amazing and he’s that silent hero type. You see the explotation of these small creatures doesn’t often make mainstream news, but these little guys are often exploited as small pint sized Border crossing patrolmen. This program is being tested as an alternative to putting up that big $20Billion dollar wall.

So, this mission was highly important and secret. And, it’s only been now 8 years since he graduated from the Air Force Academy and two deployments overseas later had prepared him for this critical mission. It was during this flight that he was going to have to battle a local militant group of Flying Elvis’s- Eloy Chapter.

I don’t know what happened up there in that big blue sky my friends. All I know is that somewhere between the Timberwood Saloon and the railroad tracks, I found Pat on the side of the road eating beef jerky.