flight time

First class, check

Drink, almost check. That bitch took it away to take off and still hasn’t brought a new one

Trip mood on, almost but not so much… too much conflict and shit.

Post…begin…

So there is an army of fairly small men on this plane. As always, the normal commuter planes to Vegas are sort of filled with desperation, glitter and sweat…these dudes fulfilled all three. Usually I would expect that from a man army coming home, but this was notably different. They came in all at the same height, maybe my shoulder height, I dunno…if your between 5 and 6 feet you’re all the same size.

Since they were all next to each other here I can conclude they were all within an inch of each other height wise, which I expect translates to their cock size too, because they looked the same also, so why would I expect anything different anywhere else.

I also concluded they are retarded to some extent. Not in the true, fat tongued, gimpy armed sense, but in the purely disparaging sense that I think they are a clone army of fuckmooks.

I’m not sure what happened to them, they are all in the back of the bus.  Their impact was noticed as they walked by and now I’ll turn a blind eye to the date rape sure to be occurring in the seats in row 20-30.

Oh and there is a fat chick next to me.