TMZ — Lamar Odom was taken off a Delta flight Monday night after getting wasted in the airport lounge and vomiting on the plane … TMZ has learned. Lamar went to the Delta lounge at LAX before boarding a red-eye for NYC, and according to eyewitnesses was pounding down beers and whisky. By the time he got on the flight, we’re told he was wasted. Two passengers in first class tell TMZ, Lamar went to 4B and sat down, but as the plane was about to pull back he bolted for the front, threw up in the galley and then walked in the bathroom and with the door open threw up again. When he came out of the bathroom, we’re told he had vomit on his clothes. The passengers tell us the flight attendants “gently” escorted Lamar off the plane, and a cleaning crew came on board to deal with the mess. The flight attendants put Lamar’s carry-on belongings in a plastic bag and removed them from the plane. Ten minutes later, Lamar suddenly reappeared and walked down the aisle — with vomit still on his sweatpants — and took his seat again. Minutes later, we’re told Lamar got up and went back to the bathroom, using the heads of people in their seats to steady his balance. One of the passengers told the flight attendant, “Don’t you know his history? I don’t want a dead body at 30,000 feet.” Lamar was again removed from the plane and the flight took off, arriving to NYC 40 minutes late.
Oh… I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize we were all sitting up in The Judgement Tree today. I didn’t know we were all going to purchase an inflated sense of self worth on Amazon Prime Day. I didn’t see we were collectively absolved of our sins last night. I’m so sorry. Let me see if I can dig up a bell from my attic to shame march Lamar through the streets of Westeros. My apologies, guys. Just give me two minutes to get dressed. I’ll be ready right away. You fucking animals.
P.S. How about the absolute asshole passenger mentioning Lamar’s history? Hey, guy, first off, go fuck yourself. Second, go fuck yourself one more time. Third, yes, we’re very well aware of his history. I’m very well aware that Lamar overdosed on budget dick pills in a budget bunny ranch, basically died, and came back to life. You know what I call “a few too many drinks in the airport” after that? I call that an improvement. If you’re so fucking athletic that you can triple jump all 12 steps to sobriety at once, then good for you. But don’t bring that holier than-thou-shit around here when Lamar is very clearly making progress. One day at a time.