Dear Mr. Snuggles, I know you want to be comfy cozy and cuddly wuddly on the plane, but we have a society to maintain here. You're 45-years-old with a neck pillow in one hand, a Harry Potter book in the other and you're wearing sweat pants. Where's the line? Before you know it you'll be doing truly crazy shit like masturbating in Wendy's or wearing rubber gardening shoes even when you aren't gardening. Get yourself to the duty-free shop, grab a tax-exempt penis and rejoin society. We need you.
If you haven't worn pajamas and rubber shoes to go masturbate at Wendy's, you have not lived, good sir.
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