Every time you fly, you play the “Who-Am-I-Sitting-Next-To” Lottery. Is it going to be a nice peaceful flight with little-to-no interaction with the person you’re sitting next to? Are you going to have a fun and meaningful conversation about politics or art? Or, are you just going to sit next to that person who yammers on about their awful lives? Its a gamble every time… with very few winners. 
Enjoy!
I have a long pointless and rather uninteresting story about a plane trip where I won the “Who-Am-I-Sitting-Next-To” Lottery. Yours is much better. Grandma getting hammered is always a great story.
Do Drunk grandma’s trump drunk babies? Or babies being rubbed down with RAGE Créme™?
Gavin: what?
Baughbe: We all have stories, and most are tragic! I may have jinxed myself by releasing this comic, them immediately getting on a plane and sitting next to the man with the world’s longest arms. I spent most of the 5 hour flight with an elbow pressed up against my kidney.
And this story was the least entertaining of all!
Thanks for stopping by, guys!