On my sixth flight to Dublin…

…Aer Lingus gave to me:

  • Six stags hung-over
  • Five minutes’ delay
  • Four bawling babes
  • Three snoring gents
  • Two mad women
  • …and a flight attendant who could not smile

It’s a damned sight more pleasant than Ryanair, though.

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