When have you ever really been comfortable on an airplane? Like so comfortable you forget where you are and think for a moment you're at home? I feel like that's a very rare thing, unless you are hammered. Which isn't really a great idea when you're flying. This disheveled bastard just made himself right at home on this MSP bound flight and lit up a smoke. The girl next to him casually films, while the snitch across the aisle has been waiting his entire life for this moment. He is like, "omg it's happening!" Looks to his seatmate, "are you seeing this?". You know what to do snitch, press the flight attendant call button. This is your moment. All jokes aside, the guy who lit up a smoke is a dumb ass.