Van Smuggling 

It’s two hours before my flight, I’m resting in a lounge chair here at El Dorado International Airport in Bogota Colombia, some fat little Pokemon playing shithead sitting next to me, just unleashed an unbelievably wet, extended fart, and its really starting to smell. Without second thought, I swatted at the kid and gestured for him to beat it, all the while his even larger … Continue reading Van Smuggling