crispy critter
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Had to share this.... it came from the taylorcraft forum.
Pilots don't lie well
The Pilot left home about 8:30 a.m. To do some work in his hanger at the
airport with his friends. On the way out the door he answered his wife's
"what time will you be home?" question with "probably about 1:30, I'll have
lunch at the airport."
1:30 came went, 3:00 passed, 6:15, still not home, finally at about 7:00 pm
he rolls in the driveway, and presents his wife with a pizza, and begins the
apologetic story.
"I finished cleaning the plane about 11:30, had lunch, and I started home,
when alongside the road I saw this attractive girl with a flat tire on her
car.
I stopped to help, got the tire changed, and looked Around for a place to
wash my hands. She offered money, but I refused, so She suggested that I at
least allow her to buy me a beer.
She said there's a tavern just up the road, and they have a restroom, you
can clean up a bit.
I agreed to stop, we had a beer, then another beer, then a couple more, and
I realized that this girl was not only pretty, she was very friendly, and a
good companion to spend time with.
Before I knew it, we were in the motel next door having sex. And that is why
I am so late getting home."
His wife looked him right in the eye and said "don't ******** me . . ."
YOU WENT FLYING, DIDN'T YOU?
Pilots don't lie well
The Pilot left home about 8:30 a.m. To do some work in his hanger at the
airport with his friends. On the way out the door he answered his wife's
"what time will you be home?" question with "probably about 1:30, I'll have
lunch at the airport."
1:30 came went, 3:00 passed, 6:15, still not home, finally at about 7:00 pm
he rolls in the driveway, and presents his wife with a pizza, and begins the
apologetic story.
"I finished cleaning the plane about 11:30, had lunch, and I started home,
when alongside the road I saw this attractive girl with a flat tire on her
car.
I stopped to help, got the tire changed, and looked Around for a place to
wash my hands. She offered money, but I refused, so She suggested that I at
least allow her to buy me a beer.
She said there's a tavern just up the road, and they have a restroom, you
can clean up a bit.
I agreed to stop, we had a beer, then another beer, then a couple more, and
I realized that this girl was not only pretty, she was very friendly, and a
good companion to spend time with.
Before I knew it, we were in the motel next door having sex. And that is why
I am so late getting home."
His wife looked him right in the eye and said "don't ******** me . . ."
YOU WENT FLYING, DIDN'T YOU?
