Frightful Plane Trip
It took two extra days, but I flew to Colorado for Christmas. The fucktard sitting next to me on the plane SANG the entire way. I was trying to read, but he was annoying. I'm not sure he even knew he was doing it.
The worst? "Don't give up on us baby, blah blah blah blah..."
The worst? "Don't give up on us baby, blah blah blah blah..."
posted by Julene | 8:43 PM
5 Comments:
how come you didn't ask him to stop?
I were thinking the exact same thing
Why not? Because I don't want to come across as a bitch so I let everyone walk all over me.
Couldn't you ask the air marshal if you could borrow his gun? Seems justifiable in this case.
I second the gun motion.
You could of started singing the touch myself song!
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