Remember the musicians.....about a dozen or so. Made some trips to the bathroom, starting laughing....They were in mid air.
I'd still open the door and throw them out....but that's me and my name is Battle Axe.
Keep a bag of pork rinds in your pocket when you fly. That way, if there are any goat-herders on board, you can start noisily eating them, and say "MMmmmmmm, Pork, I feel sorry for any muslims on board if there is a crash, the dust from these may keep them out of paradise"
"Remember the musicians..."
Yes, I do.
Thanks for the memory jogger.
ON THE NET...