Five minutes into the flight, he’s going to have this really nervous, embraced look on his face. Ten minutes in, he’s going to be fidgeting and kinda trying to catch your attention. Fifteen minutes in, he’s going to give you the most exasperated sigh and announce “It’s lupus. You’ve got lupus. You need to begin treatment as soon as we land.”
Problem is that you’re still pretty close to Butt-Head (I assume Muscle Man is polite enough to be reasonably quiet). Granted you get an aisle seat so you can occasionally “go to the bathroom” to get some peace and quiet (edit: and House might be willing to slip Beavis and Butt-Head, the former especially, some Vicodin for you because he also wants them to shut up.)
Then again, sitting in or near the very back might save your life with Beavis and Butt-Head aboard. (edit 2: Forgot this wouldn’t be possible after 9/11.)
Obviously next to House. He wants his seat neighbors to stfu and let him sleep. I want the same. It’s perfect.
Five minutes into the flight, he’s going to have this really nervous, embraced look on his face. Ten minutes in, he’s going to be fidgeting and kinda trying to catch your attention. Fifteen minutes in, he’s going to give you the most exasperated sigh and announce “It’s lupus. You’ve got lupus. You need to begin treatment as soon as we land.”
I’m unclear whether that’s supposed to be a deterrent from sitting there.
The issue is that they didn’t have lupus before sitting next to House. The universe just couldn’t let House go 15 minutes without a diagnosis.
“He’ll diagnose you with something!”
Healthy people: oh fuck!
Chronically ill people: fuck yes!
So what. I’m sleeping, remember?
Won’t stop him from diagnosising you with Lupus
Something like 60% of women test positive for Lupus. Checkmate House
Problem is that you’re still pretty close to Butt-Head (I assume Muscle Man is polite enough to be reasonably quiet). Granted you get an aisle seat so you can occasionally “go to the bathroom” to get some peace and quiet (edit: and House might be willing to slip Beavis and Butt-Head, the former especially, some Vicodin for you because he also wants them to shut up.)
Then again, sitting in or near the very back might save your life with Beavis and Butt-Head aboard. (edit 2: Forgot this wouldn’t be possible after 9/11.)
That’s not House. It’s George, Prince Regent.
Bertie Wooster would be a blast on a plane
It would be jolly spiffing, although a seat in economy next to Jeeves would be more likely (and interesting).
Plus it’s got the easiest access to the lavatory.
Here comes Charlie giving some really long monotone verbose speech about airplane food and how it sucks