"Is that your tray-table in its upright & locked position or are you just happy to see me"
Just a note about my trip to bham. There was this super drunk dude on my flight. it was beautiful. I knew he was drunk even before i saw his faded Corona t-shirt and inhaled a noseful of sweet cerveza. I was sitting at the gate waiting to board with the rest of the people on the flight and randomnly this dude practically yells across the terminal "HEYYYY! DOES ANYONE HAVE A PENNN I COULD... LIKE BORROW, FOR MAYBE JUS A SEC?" Then the man sitting right next to him whose ears were most likely bleeding, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a Bic. The drunk dude gives the guy a hearty slap on the back, leans in super close to his face and and says, "I PROMISSSE TO GIVE IT BACK MAN! HAHA" and then shoots him the guns. It was awesome. That was only the beginning. Throughout the flight he went to the bathroom about twelve times and mistakenly grabbed my purse thinking it was his. (I know this because he said, "OH SORRY SWEETHEART. I THOUGHT IT WAS MINE.") At least he was polite about it. And whenever we hit any turbulence (bc we were flying in a thunderstorm), i could hear this stifled "WOO HOO! HAHAAAA!". Swear to god. Anyway, it made for an interesting flight. I found it quite entertaining while all the other bitches on the flight were shitting themselves. Whenever the drunk dude would speak, everyone would just stare blankly at him as if he had said "I HAVE HERPES." I guess i thought it was funnier than anyone else because i was probably the only person amongst a planeful of fifty people that was under the age of thirty. SWEET. So yea. It was fun. PEACE
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