My love for Horizon Air makes no sense.
I seriously love Horizon Air. Why, you may ask? Two words: COMPLIMENTARY MICROBREW! My world view and moral code offers the utmost precedence towards dealing with any person or entity who offers me free beer. If a different airline would charge $40 less for the ticket and then try to gouge me five dollars for a can of Budweiser, I would hate them. Notice that purely in terms of money I would be better off flying the different airline out of a major airport and I am well aware of this fact, but I still love being offered free beer. See, when that other airline wants five bucks for the can of Bud, I get angry. It's like, $5 for that shit? Are you kidding me? These stingy motherfuckers are obviously nickel-and-dime'ing me at every turn if they want five bucks for that watery, tasteless crap. And then I'm on a Horizon air flight and it's like, good afternoon sir, would you like a complimentary microbrew? Fuck yeah I want a complimentary microbrew! You guys fucking rock! Go Horizon!
This view probably has deeper implications about my feelings towards how cultures should exhibit generosity, but I don't care because I'm too distracted anticipating the free Alaskan Amber I'm going to get this December while flying between Pullman and Seattle.
(I would also like to apologize for the profanity to 3 of my 6 readers. You know who you are. I tried a less profane revision but ultimately decided to leave the cursing in because the article is funnier this way.)
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