Posted by Shawn Norris on July 16th, 2010 at 9:45 am
I don’t know exactly what is on this reporter’s mind during this segment, but I want the number to his travel agent.
Yeah, snacks…
They do charge for snacks like peni–peanuts. I figure if you are gonna spring for the sex, you may as well spring for the extra leg room as well. I mean you want to be able to comfortably enjoy your snacks without getting your legs all tangled in the seat of the person in the seat front of you. And bag checking is an extra $25 — too easy. Although it seems like bag handlers should get more than that. After all, they do have a union.
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Shawn Norris Shawn Norris used to write things for National Lampoon and the now-defunct Blue Monkey Disco Party as "Douche Larue." Now he spends most of his time writing jokes, scripts, and trying to find a literary agent that will return his calls. Even though he wasn’t born yet, he often takes credit for faking the moon landing. Also, he’s allergic to tequila -- it makes him breakout in felonies.