I did a search on this and it doesn’t look like anyone’s beat me to it, hurray!
Instead of throwing a 400th post party, I’d just like to share this with you all.
And people wonder why I don’t like flying 
Many, many questions spring to mind here…
I can’t get on an airplane with a 1.5" pocketknife, but you can walk on with a 200 pound pig???
Nobody tried to stop two women walking through the terminal with a 200 pound farm animal? It went on an elevator!!!???
Next time I fly, I better get to bring my “service animal” with me.
Anyone know where I could find a rabid wolverine???
That’ll get me more peanuts…
Happy 400, Rosebud! In your honor, I say we all have a big cookout, with some pork chops, and bacon, and ham, and plenty of those little packs of airplane peanuts.
The last time I flew, there was also a 300 pound pig on board, and he was sloppy drunk on top of it :rolleyes:
You can’t call them “pigs”, they’re “flight attendants”!
Happy 400th, Rosebud! (Did I mention you made my laminated list? Or one of those damned lists–too hard to keep track…)
Homer: Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute. Lisa honey, are you saying you’re never going to eat any animal again? What about bacon?
Lisa: No.
Homer: Ham?
Lisa: No.
Homer: Pork chops?
Lisa: Dad! Those all come from the same animal!
Homer: [Chuckles] Yeah, right Lisa. A wonderful, magical animal!!
How you doin’?
Yeah, and go berzerk in first class, too.
How did they tell the diff between the hog & the bizpigs with air rage?
Well, hogs & kisses to one & all! 
And here I was all ready to sing, “You can’t take the KY from Kentucky…”
Sigh, Pigs Can Fly was a great musical.
HUGS!
Sqrl
Not only do they fly, they fly first class.
There’s just so much to love about this story. Like the fact that the incident report says “Many people on board the aircraft were quite upset that there was a large uncontrollable pig on board, especially those in the first class cabin.”
I guess coach travellers are used to livestock in the aisles?
I also like the way the U.S. Airways spokesman so adamantly states that this will never happen again.
Happy 400, Rosebud!
Scotti
First off congrats,m approaching 100 posts here myself, and interesting. I think I have the same idea as Mamapotomus. I just need a doctor to give me a note saying that my elephant and rhino are needed to keep me alive…
So what the hell was wrong with the passenger that she needed a pig as a “therapeutic companion pet”? What condition could she possibly have that would be ameliorated by having a 300-pound farm animal tethered to her?
Did her HMO run out of bunnies?
Hell, next time I fly I am taking my therapeutic Rhinoceros. And he’s mean when he’s drunk.
“She speaks:
O! speak again, bright angel;
for thou art As glorious to this night,
being o’er my head,
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wond’ring eyes
Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds,
And sails upon the bosom of the air.” 
–Romeo and Juliet, Act 2, Scene ii
I’m doing great, now that such a beauty as yourself has acknowledged this humble swain!
Heavens, DRY, getting a girl all a flutter before work… I’ll have to bring my therapeutic bull moose to the office with me, just to stay calm, and my boss just hates that!
Rosebud, I’ll be your “bull moose”!
[sub]Note to self: don’t improvise, you fool, stick to Shakespeare[/sub]
ahem ::flipping through Shakespeare’s works rapidly::
“FROM fairest creatures we desire increase
That thereby beauty’s** rose** might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed’st thy light’s flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thou that art now the world’s fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content,
And, tender churl, mak’st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world’s due, by the grave and thee.”
–Sonnet I (Emphasis added)
By the way, Rosebud, remember this thread?:
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?threadid=27031
In it, I congratulated you on your 200th post. You (bless your sweet soul) in turn, congratulated me on my 400th.
Now you have 409 and I have…well, I have no life. :eek:
But I would have a great life if I had the love of a pretty lady such as yourself!
And another Simpsons reference for you all:
[sign in airport behind Air India]
Air India: We’ll treat you like cattle!
Damn that’s funny, in so many ways.
Shakespeare wrote his love sonnets to a man.
No, I’m not mistaken.
That’s Mr. Rosebud to you, Bosda!
First of all, I don’t really give a rat’s ass what HE used them for. It’s what I use them for that’s important!
Oh, and if Shakespeare’s guy looked like this:
http://www.geocities.com/sdpeoplepages/rosebud.html
Then I guess I’m gay*.
*[sub]Not that there’d be anything wrong with that[/sub]
Rosebud? Not a word to your humble suitor?
“What is ’t thou sayst? Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.”
–King Lear, Act 5, Scene iii