No, it wasn’t over a new head press.
The Brunette and the kids got me a ride on a B-17, the Thunder Bird, for my 50th birthday. I was in the radio operator’s compartment for the takeoff but I got to sit up in the nose for the landing. Here’s the video of it…
And here’s the link if you want to watch it fullscreen:
Drag your carcass over to Captain Lex’s place and pay homage to the officers and men of Torpedo Squadron 8.
http://www.neptunuslex.com/2008/03/11/vt-8/
Them swabbies did good.
My kind of officer. Go. Read.
A biker is riding by the zoo, when he sees a little girl leaning into the lion’s cage. Suddenly, the lion grabs her by the cuff of her jacket and tries to pull her inside to slaughter her, under the eyes of her screaming parents. The biker jumps off his bike, runs to the cage and hits the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch. Whimpering from the pain the lion jumps back letting go of the girl, and the biker brings her to her terrified parents, who thank him endlessly.
A reporter has seen the whole scene, and addressing the biker, says
- Sir, this was the most gallant and brave thing I saw a man do in my whole life.
- Why, it was nothing, really, the lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger, and acted as I felt right.
- Well, I’ll make sure this won’t go unnoticed. I’m a journalist, you know, and tomorrow’s papers will have this on the first page. What motorcycle do you ride?
- A Harley Davidson.
The journalist leaves.
The following morning the biker buys the paper to see if it indeed brings news of his actions, and reads, on first page:
BIKER GANG MEMBER ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT AND STEALS HIS LUNCH.
http://www.aspentimes.com/article/2008198091324
courtesy of the Aspen Times Weekly
