"Talk about low-budget flights! No food or movies? I'm outta here!" I say as I push open the emergency exit door of the 747 I in, causing the entire plane full of lower-middle class suburban americans on their way to Disney World to de-pressurize at cruising altitude. The black female yas kween slay pilot is panicking and the elderly white guy co-pilot is having a Joe Brandon moment. Someone spends the rest of the planes (short) remaining flight duration locked in the bathroom shitting.