The chance that anyone has a bomb on a plane is very, very small. The chance that TWO people are carrying bombs is infinitessimally small. That's why I always carry a bomb with me when I fly. It improves my odds of surviving the flight without getting blown to bits. -- enigma
This story has something for everyone! There's knife-wielding hijackers! There's terror at 20,000 feet! There's Pokemon! There's the influence of evil video games!! It's great!
So this crazy Japanese guy just loves flight simulator games, like, a lot. Like
he likes them so bad he goes out and hijacks a Boeing 747! He stabs the pilot a
whole bunch until he's dead and then he takes over the controls. Only I guess he
wasn't always the high scorer on those flight simulators cause the plane goes
into a dive and drops a thousand feet in like a minute. This is enough for the
co-pilot and some other pilot-type who just happened to be on the flight to
figure out something's not quite right. So they bust down the door and tackle
the guy and tie him up with neckties.
But now the door to the cockpit is open and all the passangers, who just plunged
1,000 feet in a minute, can see this dead pilot guy all covered with blood and
some crazy guy all tied up with neck ties screaming in Japanese about Wing
Comander II and so they start freaking out. Luckily, the plane is stocked with
mind-numbing trance-inducing Pokemon videos! The flight crew pops a few of those
babies into the VCR-- or what ever they use to make plane movies go-- and Boom!
order is restored. Well-- except of course for the dead guy and the crazy guy
tied up with neckties, but that's about as close as you're gonna get to a happy
ending these days...