Welcome back to the
15th installment of a series
that keeps on giving.
This video represents
where the commercial aviation industry
is at these days.
They’ve got no money aaaaand
are packing away their planes.
Unfortunately, it’s pretty tricky
packing away a plane.
This big fella looks like the owner of that plane.
His mates are like “it’ll be okay.
We can fix it.
We can bounce back from this
and become profitable again.
We’ll just decrease legroom
in the economy section
by another three fucken' inches.
That’ll make business good again after the pandemic.”
Ya know, sometimes I wish I was a princess.
This is a classy way to travel.
Strong blokes, a box, an armchair—OH!
I take everything I said back.
Princess down!
Okay, this is a good way
to travel.
It looks safer than getting on a plane
or being a princess in a box.
You get exercise and fresh air.
Everyone loves fresh air.
OHH HAW HAW.
An unfinished footpath
is a whole other level of evil.
That’s fucked.
Here’s a sheila on a bicycle
on a flimsy shed roof.
We know exactly where this is going.
She rides in,
doing the speed limit required to enter Destination F#%KED.
Someone give this couple an award,
yeah nah an award for the Most Predictable Video
on the Internet.
["Action Courtney. All smiles all the time Courtney"]
Yeah smile Courtney. Well done.
This is a professional gig.
This is ya big break.
Courtney down!
She just couldn’t maintain
the smile.
She’s yelling “why am I working for the shittiest modelling company in the world.”
Fair play.
I’d be cranky too,
if I worked for arseholes.
You’re never too old to relive your teenage hobbies.
This bloke has still got it.
He’s quick. Nimble. Lightweight. Flexible.
There’s absolutely no way
he’s gonna hurt himself
if he gets back into skateboarding full time.
Hit the showers. Oh no!
Disaster.
[Laughing]
It’s nice he sounds like he’s had fun,
even though he’s in pain.
Yeah nah yeah let the dream go.
Let it go, buddy.
Go back inside and
sit on ya arse.
Seeing someone exercise on the beach
is like seeing someone have sex on the beach.
Get a room.
Get a room- oh ha ha!
Karma. Let’s take a tea break.
Some of these videos have been ridiculous.
We need to calm down- oh Bugger me.
No, the world is wrong.
It’s all wrong.
It’s hard to have hopes
when cups of tea
are being sent to Destination F#%KED.
Running. Jumping off a yacht. No worries.
No worries. Third guy.
Some worries!
Yep. I’ll have a cold glass of worries
with a shot of ouchies
aaaand a large serving of regrets, please.
In comes the GF.
She’s like “Yeah I don’t see a future for us.
You've either got no skills
or piss poor judgement.”
[Laughing]
CUT TO important people in Mumbai, India.
They’ve signed a document.
It’s time to sit down and reflect on the document they signed.
This bloke is thirsty
and takes a swig of hand sanitiser.
His colleagues are yelling “what the actual fuck!?
That’s not how hydration works.
Water. Water is the resource you require.”
He acts like he meant to do it
and pisses off to the bathroom
to have a spew.
This sheila is thinking
“why must I be surrounded by bloody idiots.
Seriously…why!?
It’s not funny anymore.”
Too fast. You’re going too fast.
You don’t need to show off to ya wife.
She already married yaaaa.
Yeah Destination F#%KED.
And the kids are laughing at ya.
[Laughing]
This is majestic.
This is one of those
majestic journey’s to Destination F’d.
Yummy.
Yummy, yummy. Yum. Yum. Yum.
Overall, however you get there,
majestically, quickly,
or over a long period of time,
doesn’t matter.
When the moment comes
Destination F#%KED
is unavoidable.