But then there's that one flight I had years ago, and this kid was like seven.

And I mean, she spilled soda on me, everything else.

It's like, geez.

And the difference is that you can't really say anything to her.

If it were your own kid like hey

dumb ass get a sippy cup or something but you can't really say that to a stranger

and then she cried to switch seats with her or something that's how it started I was in the

window seat and she's

on her phone crying. Now when they bring a kid on that age that the parents aren't

with them. Yeah. Like they sit them down so I know that this kid obviously is in

going from like the dad to the mom or the mom.

Yeah, sure. So she is just crying and at some point I hear, I just, I'm one at the window seat.

I just wait. Would you like the window seat? Can I have the windows? Yes, yeah, go ahead. Right, like I, again, I'd been back home or at Disney World with the whole family, so like fine. but then she just kept ordering stuff because the

dad gave her like a hundred bucks oh Jesus so like one soda is on me like she keeps it I

the only thing I did tell her I said hey spill another drink I mean you die there's better stuff you can get in the airport when you land.

She's like, well, I gotta spend the money.

And I'm like, ah, you don't have to, like, like, the part of me just as a human,

it's just like, kid, just wait till you get to the airport.

Marme, beer.

These little snack boxes suck.

Yeah, yeah.

Just ask for a beer, man.

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