The part about the cane was a little shocking though… 
It IS Clog Boy! Remember, I’ve met him.
What can I say? That boy just ain’t right.
Well, I’m all in favor of beating up our favorite furriner and fellow motorcycle buyer, but this guy was not Coldie.
Coldfire, as a SD Mod, already knows not to bother trying to open an aircraft’s emergency exits in-flight, on account of Cecil says it’s impossible.
Well, what of it? Don’t you know how BORING those transatlantic flights are? Sheesh. You try to have a little fun… damn friggin’ ugly KLM stewardesses. Since they had karate classes, business class just ain’t the same anymore.
I would wager that Cecil also says that with enough hash in your system, you might try anything.
Hugo Baas? Is that a joke?
Apparently not, Rilchiam. Both the first name and the last name are pretty common Dutch names. And with a bit of imagination, you now know what the English word “boss” comes from.
If that wasn’t him, then this MUST be.
Ladyfingers, Coldy. Those are the ones you’re supposed to eat.
I love the fact that, after this guy acted up on a transAtlantic flight, and claimed he had claustrophobia, they immediately trundled him back on a plane and shipped him back over.
Did they at least sedate him first? Or take away his cane? Also, what are the implications of all this in light of the fact that he tore up his passport?
Perhaps “somebody” has been spending a bit too much time in Amsterdam’s “coffee”<snicker> shops?
Either way, I think it’s safe to say that fears of world domination by the Dutch are ill-founded
Get off my back will ya?
Jesus, you have one bad week…