We'll be big old jet airliner-ing our way to some autumn color and landscapes slightly above sea level.
The boys will be tenderly cared for by their grandmother-hairless-monkey-servant. So if they log on and claim abuse, it is a lie.
Back next week!
Loki sez: Ack! She's killing me! Call SPCA Kay!
(I was actually removing it.)
Thor sez: Look at my crazy eyes! Stop putting angel wings on me!
Loki sez: Oh my Ceiling Cat! This is worse than the hat!
Thor sez: Give her the crazy eyes!
Show us your hands!