Balls and Walnuts
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Young men have lost their appeal
Bad enough my flight was 2 hours late flying out of Ontario. (Ontario CALIFORNIA, Rella!) No, they had to seat me in front of some 400 pounds of male twenty-somethings, two exemplars of Jocko testosterosus. They reeked of alcohol and blood and bluster. I remembered a dozen or more of the drunks I sewed up during my residency, tough guys who weren’t so tough when you came at ’em with wimpy little 25 gauge needles. Big men.
I wish I could have slept, but their mouths never stopped. Remember Paul Rudd and Seth Rogen’s you know how I know you’re gay? routine in 40-Year Old Virgin? Imagine that, without the humor. Imagine Beavis and Butthead grown up. Heh heh heh. Shut the F$%# up! No, you shut the F$%# up! You F$%#’in shut up or I’m gonna kick your ass so high it’ll be like, high. No, you shut the F$%# up or so help me I’ll break your nose. It’ll be so fun to watch you waah like a baby.
I figure they had to be at least 21, right? Because the stewardess served them booze. Like they needed more. Fortunately, our prop jet was noisy enough I couldn’t hear most of their conversation. Only when their laughter descended into argument (about once every five minutes) could I pick out the words. You’re so ugly you’re like, uggg-leee. You’re so ugly my butt gets better dates.
I predicted that when the plane stopped, they’d be the first out of their seats, and they would charge to the front of the plane. And I was right.
D.
Testosterone poisoning is a sad plight among the young. Good thing there wasn’t a nubile female near them or it would have been even uglier. I’m watching male mating displays these days (my 18 and 16 year olds are prone to it) and the preening can get scary.
Men like that don’t tend to get a lot better with age. They subside into watching football and drinking beer and thinking that Hooters is classy.
You must have been on a late flight; I’ve never encountered idiots like that. For me, I find kids out of control (while their parents pretend nothing is going on)much more irritating.
Kate: they were desperate. They preened for the stewardess.
Dean: Hooters isn’t classy? There goes our 25th Anniversary dinner . . .
Sis: I haven’t had to endure much of that lately, except in the office 😉
Heeeey! I’m in Ontario, too, mister! 😛
And I can’t stand that obnoxious drunken foolishness, either. Yech.
ugh. HATE guys like this. but since that’s MY age bracket, i gotta deal with ’em. gross. i admire you for not yelling at them!