When I arrived at the fucking airport, I wanted to get on my private jet. I'm not like some low-income people who use airliners and sit next to desperate parents with their noisy and ill-mannered children. I don't have the stomach for that depressing... (more)
When I arrived at the fucking airport, I wanted to get on my private jet. I'm not like some low-income people who use airliners and sit next to desperate parents with their noisy and ill-mannered children. I don't have the stomach for that depressing world some people find themselves in.
Unfortunately, my first private jet has been confiscated. And what do you think Grandpa Billi is going to do about it? - That's right, I grabbed a shotgun and fought my way to freedom. After a few conversations on my own terms, I had a pilot's licence and a private jet.
Life is that simple! (less)
This hits hard