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Originally posted by purse junkie
I am completely petrified of flying in the best-case scenario, am on my first flight since 9/11, and we hit severe turbulence. The woman behind me starts shrieking "OH MY GOD, WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!" over and over and over. This did not help my peace of mind.
I was proud that I was prepared to meet my maker quietly with just a shot of whiskey for fortification, but if the plane hadn't suddenly stopped banging around and shut her up (as the flight attendants couldn't calm her down), I'd have had to go down dying with my fingers around her hysterical bitch throat.
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Now you understand why more than a few people board aircraft totally inebriated and continue to imbibe until the point where the alcohol is no longer a relaxant but more of a preservative.
Came back in First class from London a year or so ago and put down a bottle and a half of Dom Perignon by the time the plane hit the ground in Philadelphia. Made the flight on the turboprop a breeze.
