So it finally happened. I always thought pakis were impatient and generally retarded overall but today i saw gora people act worse than us. I was waiting in the security line to get through to my gate to grab a flight for the weekend and we werent moving because someone forgot to declare his liquids (i guess he was carrying too much lubricant… FAG!). Anyways, the line didnt move an inch for 20 mins and then people every where just jumped the line and switched over to the priority lane right infront of the TSA staff. TSA staff was unable to do shiit.
Being the only brown guy i stayed put cause i didnt wanna be the headline news “terrorist attack foiled in chicago”. I stayed in the line hoping it will start moving and eventually it did move but people started to cut infront me. An elderly couple blantantly gave me a nudge and crossed me. I gave them the benefit of being Old and stayed quite. Even though i had a real bad urge of kicking but i controlled my urge and told my self… i am the only muslim here. TSA will rip open my ball sack if i made any sudden movements.
Anyways, then this punk asswith a tongue ring cut infront me and i let her through without saying anything. I did frown and looked around in protest to let people know that i wasnt a push over. Then a middle age woman cut me and she goes “can you pass me two trays”. I basically threw the trays at her having had enough at this point. I told the other people to be considerate and go behind me. Just cause i am brown doesnt mean i would take it and smile.
Anyway, right now i am waiting at the airport and hogging the whole bench. I had dinner at the company expense… i bought internet at the company’s expense. I dont give a shiit. I am thinking about upgrading my seat and charge it to these asses. These pastry chefs havent seen how pakis do it. i m Paki for life biatches!!!
Re: Chicago airport travellers acting worse than desis
^ kitty LI is just jealous that he can never have you. you always sooth me. I guess you have that personality that can turn ice to vapor, coal to diamond, lemon to lemonade, tragedy into an opportunity... I wanna write you a sonnet and flatter you. Sculpt you in marble and cherish you. Paint you in acrylic and worship you...