Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 11:13 am
looks like that was a tad drunk fenian.
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its not like SHE's not blamed for everything anyway. hell, might as well blame her for the flight model fetish too! i can hear it even before its said:
"well, officer, i was drinking, see? and flying IL2. and next thing i knowed, i was all spasing for a PERFECT flight model. though previously i'd thought an 'okay' flight model was just fine---it was the booze---the liquor---suddenly in my drunken state, i realized that a simulated flight model HAD to be the same as a real one. even though i wouldn't know a real one if it reared up and bit me on me drunken behind!
"Oh, officer, it was terrible. the urge to get on every known flight forum and spout out facts and figures as if i was a bloomin expert... i tried to fight it. but the booze---she wouldn't let go----and next thing i knowed, there i was on UBI and other places... demanding the impossible. demanding, you hear? terrible, terrible. and all on account of the liquor in my gut. the crime, the mortification of it! gahhhhh!"
ummm, and so on.
see the folly of your ways, lads? pa-lease---leave miss liquor where she belongs. ---in the pub. next to the billard tables and dart boards. over by the dust-covered TV in the corner above the long bar. beneath the beer-soaked oak right below the never-used wine glasses. she's a lovely lady, and does not need soiling by being brought into such an ugly knife fight about PERFECT flight models where everyone bares their bums and bends way forward hands high over their hips pointing towards their glistening, odifious orfices... going, "this---this---is a perfect flight model!" and such. (shudder!)
treat booze like the lady she is... and she'll be REAL nice to you.
hic-cup!
Beo
