Found this over at www.diepunyhumans.com (Warren Ellis's website for those who have read the majik that is TRANSMETROPOLITAN). There's more but the rest isn't as good as this bit...
As I was checking in, I was told that my plane was full of magicians.
“Will that be a problem?” asked the man at the ticket counter.
“I don’t think so,” I said. “Do you think it’ll be a problem?”
He handed me my ticket, giggling softly with a faint tear falling from his right eye.
Once the plane was in the air, the magicians started making objects disappear, including one of the wings. Then they started sawing things in half with a sort of mad glee that made the pilot nervous enough to turn on the No Magic light. In response, the magician in Row 27, Seat B made the pilot disappear. An old man who wasn’t a magician asked how the plane was going to land now and one of them pulled his pants down and yanked a dead rabbit out of his ass. I'll never forget that old bastard's scream.
excerted from a post by Christian A. Dumais at October 11, 2003 11:30 PM