Air Traveler Survival Kit
I flew back home yesterday and sat next to 3 obnoxious young men who had been on a bachelor party weekend and whose goal seemed to be to get as drunk as possible without being ejected from the plane. I would have gladly opened the door mid flight. This picture reflects their focus and their future reality. Booze, coke, and the air sickness bag. The only thing missing are the crude comments and the stripper they kept talking about at full volume. How nice,
ooze, coke, and the air sickness bag.