What even is reality mannnnnn?
Look, we’ve all had bad days. Some of us (not pointing any fingers) have had poor reactions to your standard run-of-the-mill substances. I’m talking caffeine here. Over the counter anti-allergy medicine. That sort of thing.
This is not one of those times. I believe her for the record. I fully believe there was some kind of semi-ethereal entity there on that American Airlines flight that fateful day. I can only assume the entity’s actions were something along the lines of flinging their chair back so fast it knocked her tray items over. Or crowding the center armrest. Or falling asleep in the aisle seat, preventing comfortable bathroom passage.
These are the kinds of things that have made me want to have loud airplane outbursts at the very least.
Whatever the case may be, if you’d like to retrace her outfit, perhaps you too can have a total and complete mental breakdown in a massively public way.
THE ONE WHO IS NOT REAL (Requires a partner)
Do. Not. Forget. The. Double. Point. 👈👉