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Stupid Pilot Tricks - No Aircraft in Sight

I was riding my motorcycle through Wichita Valley with the wind blowing along my scalp and all of a sudden this Damn pumpkin comes out of nowhere and slams into the side of my face tearing my glasses and nearly making me fall from my Harley. Tom Ford always warned me that the cool kids wore helmets. I know beter now........

I was riding my scooter in Connecticut near the airport when all of a sudden this blue ice chunk hit me in the side of the face tearing the glasses off my head.....What could it be but a leaking storage tank valve on the lavatory of the jet that flew overhead that Mythbusters had warned me about......Tom Ford was right again I should have worn a helmet like the cool kids. I know now.
 
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I went into the VFW with Tom Constantine and someone said President Obama is.....and I finished with wonderful he is just wonderful after cleaning up George Bush's mess and the next thing I know I am in the hospital with this gash and missing my glasses. I hope Oboamacare pays for this issue.
Tom Ford was right I should have worn my helmet in the VFW. I know now.
 
Funny John, but steve showed me that video when I said helmet laws suck 8)

So is it true we will see steve this weekend? This should be fun, I have something for him…
Tom.
 
HA! You folks are too funny... I like where I get hit with a flap handle extension.

Yes Tom, we will be there.... not more nine lives I hope!

sj
 
Don't worry Steve, Mead and a couple more guys will hold you still and I will take out the stiches
 
Don't worry Steve, Mead and a couple more guys will hold you still and I will take out the stiches

I purposely requested the dissolving variety know that I was heading into the land of witches, witch doctors, and medicine men...

sj
 
So I was minding my own business, having a nice home brew Root Beer, as I was on top of a mountain with my red and white cub, checking out the scenery with nothing to do but enjoy...

In comes these guys in a cool looking bird and land next to me. We get to joshing bout mods, repairs, tips and flying stuff... Then turn to our travels and good friends... Then the name Kirby comes up and we are all laughing at the great jokes he told, and I forget for a moment that I am outnumbered and ask: "do you know my friend Eaton????"

and the fight was on!

Minding my own business down in the south, having a brew, when this DUDE walks up and says in the most observant way: "you a cub driver?"

"Nope," says I, "I am a cub PILOT. You drive Cessnas, mush dogs, especially in the flare, and point Cherokees." Now I am smiling under my prestigious SC.ORG $50,000 dollar black hat, (flip flop written in white on the front).

"Pilot eh, then how come you drove up in a Cessna 150?"

Cooly, over my frosty brew, I smiled at him and stated plainly: "Cause that is what your daughter wanted to learn in."

And the fight was on...

As I came out of the house and saw the bull moose approaching my wingtip, I realized that the moose had decided that the cub was a rival for his cows, (moose get stupid at closing time also).

So as I approached in my most concilitory easy going manner, the moose decided to go on the attack. As I stepped back and twisted my upper body allowing has head to pass, I reached over the near side antler and grasped his ears, dug his antler into the ground and quickly did a standard BULL toss and laid him out on his back. After a brief scuffle I had him pinned down, crying uncle. Later I noticed the bit of blood dripping, and realized that as I was putting the moves to him, I had gotten touched by his antler and gouged my cheek...
 
George,

You are now officially in charge of public relations for me.... :)

sj
 
I have no real knowledge but I hear dealing with a flap handle extension is like poking yourself in the eye.
 
This is what Steve said on another thread a couple of weeks ago, "I believe what a guy does with his flap handle is his own business".......:wink: Now we know......
 
Larry, HA! Good one.

Rocky, I had always heard that size does not matter.

sj
 
That gash look just like the one a farmer down the road got, he was found lying on the floor of the barn behind one of the better looking cows :love: and he said the last thing he remembers was puttin that big bale of hay behind her.............:fig: Don't you live in cow country :roll:

Glenn
 
George,

You are now officially in charge of public relations for me.... :smile:

sj

SJ

I think that you may want to rethink your choice in publicist/PR man. George (I swear all of the Haz Mat is out of that shipment) Campbell might lead the general public astray and tarnish your pristine image :p
 
SJ

I think that you may want to rethink your choice in publicist/PR man. George (I swear all of the Haz Mat is out of that shipment) Campbell might lead the general public astray and tarnish your pristine image :p


:oops::oops::bang:rock:

A better statement was never deserved...
 
Aahhh, George is back! :)
How 'bout a good hunting tale? I hear you shot a mature bull this year!!
Oh, and any story worth tellin' is worth enhancin'!
 
How's this:

I was riding my Harley down a winding mountain road, and an out of control schoolbus full of children passed me, with the driver unconscious and the children screaming. I immediately accelerated to catch up to the school bus, precariously stood and balanced on the seat while maintaining a synchronized position to the bus, taking curves and dips at 90 mph, and when the time was right, dove in through the driver's window.

I manhandled the driver out of his seat, and proceeded to stop the school bus, while at the same time verbally consoling the children to minimize any mental trauma and permanent psychological scarring.

Only after the bus was finally stopped, and the first responders arrived, did I learn that in the course of diving through the driver's window, I had struck my head on the rear view mirror, leaving this scar.

The news media wanted to tell my story nationwide, the president wanted to give me a medal, and Jessica Alba wanted me to go out for a intimate dinner and ?, but I'm much too modest for that.

And that's how I broke my glasses.
 
The memories of what actually occurred are starting to fade and be replaced by these "more better" ones..

Thank you folks!

sj
 
Hey SJ, sure it wasn't something from your past haunting you and the cut came from the glass hitting your face?

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We are here for you!
 

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