Originally Posted by InsaneMidget

...I flew down with jact, we flew first class, were in the front row on the sides seats. There was this old guy, maybe 55-60 years old on the other side of me (jact had the window seat). So separating me and this old man was an aisle.

Anyway, We took off and started the in flight movie (Shrek 2), old guy started watching and threw his head phones at the floor and said anyone that watches this movie is a faggot. Some of you met me, and know I have my eye brow pierced, after being an asshole to his wife he started looking at me in the corner of his eye and I noticed him starting to say shit to his wife how faggots shouldn't be allowed flying on the plane. I looked at him and he shut up. Then he started raising his voice to the point ALL of first class could hear him calling me an asshole and a faggot (Implying Jact was with me). So I was fairly drunk at this point, not realizing you get drunker when you drink on a plane, the unlimited supply of wine was a bad idea. Anyway, he still continues, and I was being very patient, he was obviously drunk, finally the woman sitting directly behind me said something to him because she was with her 10 year old son and it wasn't appropriate for him to be hearing all of this. He turned around and yelled at her, telling her she was raising a faggot, and all this bullshit about her son, I never heard this part of it I was watching the "fag" movie, if I would have I would have dealt with him differently and probably wouldn't have made it to the internext show. It got to the point where the flight attentant director was yelling back at him louder than he was, telling him we all have a right to be there, etc...

He calmed down, then eventually started again, I turned to him and yelled "Do you have something to say to me sir?" and he shut up and looked away from me. It got so bad the pilot had to come out of the cockpit and talk to the flight attendants and figure out what to do with him, Jact at this point was mouthing off to him and it was about to get ugly, so I went up to the front to talk with the flight director and requested that security drag him away because I'd probably end up killing this old guy if I seen him in the airport and if he said anything. THEN he starts calling the flight director a faggot lover and that he wanted to kill me when I get off the plane, also that we was going to punch me and he'd probably lose his rolex up my ass and that I'd get a rolex out of it. Which didn't really make much sense.

The plane landed, he stood up with his back to me, and blocked me from getting out of my seat, at this point the WHOLE plane was quiet ready for me to punch this guy out, so I stood up and pushed him back with my back so i could stand up and yelled "Excuse me"....he turned around and tried to stare me down, I looked back at him about to kill him and knew I was drunk and didn't want this to happen, just shock my head and appartently he was making these faces behind my back like he could take me, I just laughed at him, he was about to get off the plane, he was the first one. The door opened and there was the sheriff and half a dozen security officers, he yelled at the sheriff that he wanted to report two young men (Jact and I), the sheriff told him he doesn't give a fuck, cuffed him and dragged him away out of the airport.

So yea, we had a great flight down, but I also wanted to give a shout out to the air transit flight attendants, they handled everything more than great to the point where they satisfied my need to fuck this old asshole up.

Thats my story for the day. Fuck you, you old dying fuck.