Leave ol’ Chuck to the movies… that’s tard work! Hell’s bells, we’d get half a dozen of us out there at a time, easy. This is the 21st century!!!
The pea shooters would fly up to the back a the plane, and there’d be a bell to let us know inside: Ding! Ding!!! Jack and I’d slowly spool out and squeegee the bug guts and bird shit off the canopy plexiglass. Quartermain would handle the gas nozzle, Cederq would pop an access panel to check the oil, and the customers could drop the landing gear so Chutes could check the tire pressure. Once the squadrons’s all topped off they could roll out, and Phil could slowly reel us all back in again.These things needn’t be complicated…
It’s galling to think how much money is wasted by the military industrial complex with their overly complicated ways of doing simple tasks…
Hey, it's a living.
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