belchfire
unpredictable member
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Hehehe, yeah...
Or you get to the right airport to move some super-sensitive bank materials and know that there is going to be some kind of "handler" riding along. So you taxi in, jump out of your faithful grungy steed wearing your most hoboesque cutoffs and faded company polo "uniform" shirt with the cigar butt clenched in your shaven two (or was it three?) days ago mug expecting some
HS dropout security type...
only to discover a really hot teller is going to be next to your avgas and Aeroshell soaked, sleep depraved butt for an hour and a half...
Or you get to the right airport to move some super-sensitive bank materials and know that there is going to be some kind of "handler" riding along. So you taxi in, jump out of your faithful grungy steed wearing your most hoboesque cutoffs and faded company polo "uniform" shirt with the cigar butt clenched in your shaven two (or was it three?) days ago mug expecting some
HS dropout security type...
only to discover a really hot teller is going to be next to your avgas and Aeroshell soaked, sleep depraved butt for an hour and a half...