“MOAR SHAMPAYNE PLEEZ!” Posted on April 16, 2013April 16, 2013Categories hotness, ma vie This is how I’m imagining my arrival at SFO in October for my trip to Istanbul… “I’m sorry, sir. I don’t think you’re permitted in the First Class Lounge.” To wit: Have I mentioned that I’m flying first class? Because I am. Share this:Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
I sat in first behind a guy going from Phoenix to LA who tried to order champagne like he was on the fucking Concorde. I trust either a) you will not do that or b) a flight to Istanbul will actually have champagne in first. Reply
I would consider the backseat on a Greyhound bus first class as long it was headed away from Phoenix. Also, I hope they offered him a split of Cook’s… Reply
I sat in first behind a guy going from Phoenix to LA who tried to order champagne like he was on the fucking Concorde. I trust either a) you will not do that or b) a flight to Istanbul will actually have champagne in first.
I would consider the backseat on a Greyhound bus first class as long it was headed away from Phoenix.
Also, I hope they offered him a split of Cook’s…