Report: Hasselhoff Too Drunk to Fly

[Codeine]

Report: Hasselhoff Too Drunk to Fly
Thursday, July 27, 2006 10:38 AM EDT
The Associated Press


LONDON (AP) — David Hasselhoff was turned away from a British Airways flight because he was drunk, a British newspaper reported Thursday.

The tabloid Sun said the former "Baywatch" and "Knight Rider" star was told he could not board the flight Wednesday from Heathrow Airport to Los Angeles. Witnesses told the newspaper Hasselhoff appeared to have trouble standing and told staff he was upset about his divorce from Pamela Bach.

He was allowed to get on a later flight, the newspaper said.

The airline said only that a male passenger had been refused boarding after he was deemed unfit to travel.

The actor's publicist could not immediately be reached for comment.

Hasselhoff's divorce from Bach was finalized in a Los Angeles court Wednesday.

Hasselhoff, 54, filed for divorce Jan. 12 after 16 years of marriage, citing irreconcilable differences. Bach, 42, filed her own divorce papers, also citing irreconcilable differences.

The actor has had several brushes with the tabloid press during a recent stay in Britain.

Last month, he sliced four tendons and an artery in a shaving accident at his London hotel.

Earlier this month, there were press reports that an intoxicated Hasselhoff had to be removed from the All England Club, which presents the Wimbledon tennis championships. He denied the claim.

 

[Stealth]

Man lucky him. We had a party at my house in my honor last year. It started at 10PM and I had to be at the airport (I was going to the Vtech/Miami game) by 3AM. So in that 5 hours i killed a 5th of Jagermeister (never drinking that shit again) and passed out. My boy woke me up at 2:00 so I hobbled downstairs to my car. I started driving to the airport but was so drunk I got on the wrong road. I make a Uturn to go the other direction, but I was driving down the bus lane hammered. I even stopped in the bus lane, opened my door, and puked on the road.

Then I got on the right track and started driving to the airport, throwing up out the window the whole way. I go onto the plane, sat next to some businessman, pulled out the barf bag, started puking, then folded up the bag, put it in my lap, and passed out. I got on a connecting flight and when I boarded I sat next to some dude again, puked in the barf bag, and passed out. I had to smell FOUL at that point.

I finally go to virginia and my boy picked me up and I was puking in his car the entire time.

My life would have been a lot better if they would have just told me I was too drunk to get on the plane.

**Little side note to that story is that on the way home, I brought a blunt to the Virginia airport so i could smoke before I got on the plane, but I screwed up the time of my flight and the flight left in 10 minutes. I started sprinting to the check in place, and wouldn't you know it but I got randomly selected for a strip search with a blunt on me. I had a pepsi in my pocket, so while I was in line to get strip searched, I pulled the blunt out and started eating it like a slimjim, washing it down with pepsi. While the guys were strip searching me, i was standing there in front of them with a blunt in my hand eating it.





Lessons for life:

Don't drink and drive.
Don't get drunk and fly.
Don't bring a blunt to the airport.

 

[ColdBlooded]

Report: Who cares?

 

[nbpsfc]

Man lucky him. We had a party at my house in my honor last year. It started at 10PM and I had to be at the airport (I was going to the Vtech/Miami game) by 3AM. So in that 5 hours i killed a 5th of Jagermeister (never drinking that shit again) and passed out. My boy woke me up at 2:00 so I hobbled downstairs to my car. I started driving to the airport but was so drunk I got on the wrong road. I make a Uturn to go the other direction, but I was driving down the bus lane hammered. I even stopped in the bus lane, opened my door, and puked on the road.

Then I got on the right track and started driving to the airport, throwing up out the window the whole way. I go onto the plane, sat next to some businessman, pulled out the barf bag, started puking, then folded up the bag, put it in my lap, and passed out. I got on a connecting flight and when I boarded I sat next to some dude again, puked in the barf bag, and passed out. I had to smell FOUL at that point.

I finally go to virginia and my boy picked me up and I was puking in his car the entire time.

My life would have been a lot better if they would have just told me I was too drunk to get on the plane.

**Little side note to that story is that on the way home, I brought a blunt to the Virginia airport so i could smoke before I got on the plane, but I screwed up the time of my flight and the flight left in 10 minutes. I started sprinting to the check in place, and wouldn't you know it but I got randomly selected for a strip search with a blunt on me. I had a pepsi in my pocket, so while I was in line to get strip searched, I pulled the blunt out and started eating it like a slimjim, washing it down with pepsi. While the guys were strip searching me, i was standing there in front of them with a blunt in my hand eating it.





Lessons for life:

Don't drink and drive.
Don't get drunk and fly.
Don't bring a blunt to the airport.

that's some nasty ass shit right there, man if i was the business man i would've got another seat right away lol

 

[dali]

David Hasselhoff is a national hero in germany.

 

[ColdBlooded]

thanks for the update norm

 

[El D]

david is a real G

 

[Gas One]

i have a airport bar addiction.
probably more wasteful than a coke addiction.

i dont know if anyone else does.
but im FRESHLY SMASHED every plane i get on, guarunteed. never been told i cant board.

maybe they shouldnt serve me 40-60 dollars worth of alcohol (which aint as much as you think) if they dont want me drunk on the plane.

'cuz im raping that shot of hennessy + a beer for 5 dollars deal.

i be bumpin music loud as SHIT!!! on the plane. like naaah i aint turnin my ipod off, fuck that. shit aint no radio walkman. holla.