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= F.U.C.K. - Fucked Up College Kids - Born Jan. 24th, 1993 - F.U.C.K. =
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Flying High
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Well, I am off on a "glorious" vacation to the sunny Hawaiian Islands. Ten
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years of saving frequent flyer miles and stuff like that. Sounds like fun,
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eh? Well so did I. Unfortunately, there was one thing I seemingly
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overlooked: The plane flight. Seven hours, crammed in a tight space with
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some of the stupidest people on, (or off) earth. We get on the plane in
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Denver, en route to San Francisco, where we will refuel.
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The second I get on the plane, I knew I'd have a grand 'ole time. Heh. On
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my way to my seat (in the back of the plane of course), I was tripped several
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times, and yelled at several more. It was tight. Arriving at my seat, I
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found that some yuppie businessman was occupying it. No problem, I'll just
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ask him to move. Well just as I open my mouth to ask him to leave, he picks
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up the AirPhone (cellular telephone in the back of every seat). He slips his
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credit card through, and begins chatting with his yuppie wife. After about
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five minutes of waiting and being tormented by the people wishing to get
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through, he finnaly hangs up. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Of
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course there is you asshole, get the hell out of my seat and go die. In
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nicer words of course. Well, he responds, "Oh, I am sorry, this isn't 33B?".
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"No," I replied, silently thinking of all the ways I could implode his head.
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Grinning that stupid ass yuppie "I'm better than you" grin, he gets up and
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leaves. Not before "nudging" me into the couple in front of me. Accidently
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of course. Arg.
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Well I decided to go to sleep and listen to my DiscMan, to put myself out of
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my misery. About 3 minutes after I am settled, I am awakened by a flight
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attendant and told, "That in the event of an emergency, they will need to be
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able to get ???my full attention. Will you please (that damn grin again) remove
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your headphones and turn off your DiscMan?". How stupid can you be?!? They
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must have really have no life if they feel the need to bother me about crap
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like that. Yeesh, if the plane goes down, I think that they will have my
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full undivided attention whether I have my head phones or not. After
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notifying the stewardess of this, I was told that I could be fined a maximum
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of $5,000 if I did not take them off until 20 minutes into the flight. What
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some people will do for kicks.
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After our refueling and transfer stop in San Francisco, I found myself
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surrounded by "fresh blood". All eager to piss me off, I'm sure. I was
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right.
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In front of me was a family from Bangladesh or some other God awful place
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like that. They spoke absolutely no english (of course not, isn't that a
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requirement for Asian tourists?). Every couple of minutes I was cussed at in
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some foreign language for who knows what. As it turned out, my bag under
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their seat was bothering them in some way. Fuck them.
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On my left and right resided my family. Three younger brothers, mother, and
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grandmother. You know how that crap is, so I won't even go into that.
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Behind me was one of the most self-centered chicks that I had ever met. She
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immediately "reclined" in her seat and planted her feet squarely on the back
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of my chair. This forced me to remain in absolutely upright in a very
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uncomfortable position. (BTW - The idiots from Taiwan or wherever decided
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that this was the perfect time to "recline" as well, leaving me about 1 1/2
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feet of room). Pissed off, I pushed my seat back, "upsetting" the bitch
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behind me. The same damn stewardess was called, and with that stupid grin on
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her face told me to sit up. Nothing was going to change her mind, and I was
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forced back into my previous position. About 10-15 minutes later, as I was
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writing this file, I was again yelled at by the same damn whore behind me.
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She told me that I was too tall, and I was blocking her view of the movie. I
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replied by saying, "Too bad bitch." This got a surprised look, but
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recovering, she called the same stewardess, and I was now lying down. She
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got her way again. Made me wonder about her and her special "friend" of a
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stewardess. But anyway...
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When riding any public transportation (bus, plane, train, etc...) don't be an
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ass. Other people have the same rights you do, and they paid just as much to
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get there. You have no right to take away from their right to ride whatever
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you are on in comfort. A packet subway car, or tight bus seats are excluded,
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seeing that everyone is not feeling good, but in the case when you have that
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right, so does everyone else. Don't be a moron and act anything like the
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above people. If you thought that any of that was cool, I hope you die in
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a plane crash or whatever. With that damn grin on your face...
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ùIllusionaryù
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= Questions, Comments, Bitches, Ideas, Rants, Death Threats, etc etc... =
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= VMB : 303.763.6377 Or On One Of The Boards Below... =
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