dwaynesgettinsuspicious
dwaynesgettinsuspicious
dwaynesgettinsuspicious

Cocaine.

Also: people who chew bubble gum on planes. There is no smell that makes me feel like I’m gonna hurl quite like bubblegum.

Ended up across an aisle from a guy that brought on chili cheese dogs with onions. Not a good smell to be trapped with for 4 hours.

I’m nominating you for (fart-free) Air Marshal.

Well, if IQ points were dispensed from the tips of basketball players dicks then, yeah, shed’d be a super genius.

Like Santorum?

How DARE you?! According to many commenters on this very site, she’s very smart because she’s a good “businesswoman” and has a lot of money! Surely, intelligence and money go hand-in-hand?

Swedish Fish and Popcorn, Indiana Kettle Corn. Maybe a soft pretzel if I’m coming from Philly/S.Jersey. dandilyn always gets a blueberry muffin. So we’re crumb-y but not smelly.

He’s gonna be a first round draft pick at the Aryan Brotherhood kickball tournament cheerleader tryouts.

All things considered, fuck this guy. And shitty photoshop.

I know that they’re completely “acceptable” as plane food, and I love eating them, but the smell of potato chips leave me clutching the barf bag. My last flight I sat next to a guy who, on a 3 hour flight, consumed 11 individual snacks including cashews, a full canister of Pringles, peanut brittle, Twizzlers and pork

Now playing

Everyone see this new top-notch Hilary ad?!

WHERE’S JA?

Probably smells like wet ham too.

Uh...yeah, thats because she’s a fuckin’ idiot.

Those people should have been violently ejected from the premises.

I once had a long layover in a crowded airport and was lucky to at least have a place to sit. Unfortunately, that seat was next to a group of people sharing some kind of hot meal from a crockpot. A crockpot! Like with a cord and everything. How do you even get past security with a mothereffing crockpot full of food?!

Yeah fuck that, you sit there and eat your box of cheese and crackers and like it.

If someone in the seat next to me farts thats the same to me as pulling out a box cutter and yelling “ALLAHU AKBAR!”