Break One Nine this is Long D**k Daddy from Cincinnati, in the big hole with these wiggle wagons, just made some bambi road pizza on 95th street, any buffalo at the pickle park tonight?

No, but watch yourself there's a gator on the zipper up ahead, the scales are open, and the lizards at the West Memphis J are jumpin on your step before you can back her in. :D

Post of the century. Alas someone gets it.

Flywithgarret.com doesn't get it. But, you sir. You get it.

We as pilots needs to remember, it's like willy wonka's chocolate factory. We're just Ompa-loompa's. Make that chocolate baby.

One time many years ago ...

A relatively new hire F/O tell me that we were “white collar” like management. He was convinced.

I spent the next three days trying to convince him that yes, our truck might be more expensive ... that we might haul pax instead of hogs ... that yes we might require more education ... yes we might have slightly more responsibility ... yes we might be more likely to make the nightly news if we don’t keep her between the lines ... but, at the end of the day ...

backer on down good buddy ... we gotta cross dat fix at 250 ka nots ... atc got that radar gun onus

good guy ... it took a few years but he figured it out ... many never do.