‘What would you like, Sir?’

by massiveflux

Nair’s rule of holiday intercontinental travel :

“If on an intercontinental flight during the holiday season, which you’ve paid premium bucks to book tickets on, because you lacked the foresight to book cheaper tickets 6 months in advance; you fucking eat whatever the fuck you are served, whenever the flight staff choose to serve you, cause you’ve fucking bled through your pockets to fucking get home. You better make each fucking breadcrumb count. Also, Brits, why the fuck do you eat yogurt for breakfast? Fucking daft, innit?”


In other news, I’m home.