Originally Posted by
newKnow
Hey! How did you know it was me??
What's funny is on the first leg when I hand him/her the second release, they act like I got them a Christmas present. I think each and every time the response has been, "Wow. Thanks."
You real men on the 9 shouldn't even need a release. Just sit down, pimp slap the FO a couple times, squeeze the A-line's jugs, and then launch in the general direction of where you're going because the s-o-b will get there...always. Why will it get there? Because you have a hairy chest that would make hasslehoff jealous and brass balls clanging so loud that when you die they'll replace the bell in Big Ben with them.
Oh wait.... this isnt 1965 is it?
