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Bears Boy philosopher chef (63.85.75.253) on 12/5/2014 - 12:59 p.m. says: ( 63 views , 6 likes )

"Do you think your are a real pilot?"

You think you have lived to be 80 and know who you are, then along comes someone and blows it all to hell! An old Marine Pilot sat down at the Starbucks, still wearing his old USMC flight suit and leather jacket and ordered a cup of a coffee.  As he sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the pilot and asked,   Are you a real pilot? He replied, 'Well, I've spent my whole life flying planes, first Stearmans, then the early Grummans... flew a Wildcat and Corsair in WWII, and later in the Korean conflict, Banshees and Cougars. I've taught more than 260 people to fly and given rides to hundreds, so I guess I am a pilot, and you, what are you?  She said, 'I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about naked women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I t hink about naked women. When I shower, I think about naked women. When I watch TV, I think about naked women. It seems everything makes me think of naked women.'  The two sat sipping in silence.  A little while later, a young man sat down on the other side of the old pilot and asked: "are you a real pilot?"  He replied, 'I always thought I was, but I just found out I'm a lesbian.

-- Starred by: Mike    Aubiece    Leo Sims    WAR DAMN EAGLE    iPhoneHobbes    GENOABOY    -- "Children's Crusade"  by Sting Young men, soldiers, Nineteen Fourteen Marching through countries they'd never seen Virgins with rifles, a game of charades All for a Children's Crusade Pawns in the game are not victims of chance Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed The children of England would never be slaves They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves The flower of England face down in the mud And stained in the blood of a whole generation Corpulent generals safe behind lines History's lessons drowned in red wine Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a Children's Crusade The children of England would never be slaves They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves The flower of England face down in the mud And stained in the blood of a whole generation Midnight in Soho, Nineteen Eighty-four Fixing in doorways, opium slaves Poppies for young men, such bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a Children's Crusade

• Do you think your are a real pilot? Bears Boy 12/5/2014 - 12:59 p.m.

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