Kristoffer Gair

Do you remember the good ol’ days of flying on an airplane? You know, where your flight attendants were out of a rated R Samuel Jackson film? They’d look at you, tell you to sit your (expletive) down in the (expletive) seat, sit still and (expletive) like it. Then, when they came by later at mealtime, you’d get asked “Chicken or the (expletive) (expletive) beef?” and they’d toss one your way. You