When I was 15 I went on a plane by myself for the first time. While sitting in the boarding room lounge, this [u]severely[/u] burned guy sat beside me. When I say severely, I mean this guy looked like a melted wax mannequin. He was wearing a straw hat and what looked like pyjamas. He started talking to me about customs and airport security, and how they take dangerous items off of you. ...until he pulled a sharpened nail file from his pocket and said (very proudly and loudly) “But they didn’t get [i]THIS[/i] one!!! Aaaahahahaha” A minute later airport security walked him away lol. Was very random.