Flying
I am such a pain in the neck whenever I have to fly.
When the stewards and stewardesses see me coming
I know they all just want to die.
"Get me this. Get me that. Did you get me this yet
or did you stupidly forget?"
I'll blatantly ignore all the rules and even light up a cigarette.
"You can't smoke here sir. It's against regulation. Put the cigarette out please."
I won't hesitate. I'll tell them right to their face,
"What are you going to do, Force me to leave?"
I'm just pulling your leg. I'm not really that way.
I could never be so rude or crude.
When I fly I generally use that time to sleep,
but I do always sleep in the nude.
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