Crusher in the Tushar 2017: NO BEAVER JOKES ALLOWED

An enormous fellow in t-shirt & jeans, with a shaved head and Van Dyke plopped down next to me on the 8AM flight from DTW to SLC. He looked like Mean Gene Okerlund except way, way fatter. I sipped on the orange juice that I had ordered, side-eying my row-mate until he ordered his 8:00AM…