I love in-flight safety cards, they’re a fucking right old hoot!
What you should do, when you’re a ginger and attacked by a giant octopus, whilst you’re aboard an aeroplane.
When you’re in Business class, you can do whatever you like. Throw a window out of the window! Fuck the police!
In-flight botox is available for trophy wives that are travelling in Premium Economy with their spoilt bastard kids.
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