chucks a piece of meat into the lions den.....

Started by Frazz, November 07, 2011, 09:27:30 AM

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Frazz

Man its so quiet here I think it reminds me of getting in trouble at school and having to worry about getting swats from the principle.  Not that I ever (cough twice  :disturbed: cough) did anything to get swats at school.  Couple of times us guys would do something, teacher send us to the principle, and when we started to get our lecture, none of us could keep a straight face and we would all bust out laughing and he'd tell us we probably shouldnt do that anymore.

We used to take a pair of gloves to school, and the chewing gum with the foil wrapper.  Iffn ya fold up the wrapper and make a U shape, and poke it into a 120v outlet, that sure seemed to pizz off the teachers when the outlet wouldnt work.  Made a nice pop sometimes too.  I also remember when I refused to square dance in 6th grade music class.  Got swats  errrrrrrr  a good talking to for that.  Still hate square dancing and that ilk of music to this day.

Oboy, if they could only give swats nowadays, things would be different.  Cuz I got in trouble at home too if I ever got in trouble at school.

Ok... fess up.  Anybody else get introduced to Mr Paddle?
To understand true love, lock your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour and then see which one is glad to see you when you come back

balsum fractus

no, but I was wondering if there was any life after Stetto's big party........

jetmex

Nope, but my third grade teacher nearly took my head off with her paddle while smacking the bejeezus out of the kid next to me.  She looked at me and said "Duck."  I don't remember what he did, but I'll bet he never did it again.....My sixth grade science teacher was an ex-Marine and his paddle swinging technique was so beautiful it was in the school teacher's manual.

When I was a senior in high school, my best friend and I made up some smoke powder in chemistry class and filled a small paper sack with it.  The plan was to light it off and throw it in a garbage can near one of the back entrances after school.  We used a cigarette for a fuse, which worked just fine.  What we didn't know was that the garbage can was sitting next to an intake vent for the air conditioning system.  So instead of blowing out into the back field, the smoke got sucked into the AC vent and spread all over the science wing.  We were far away by the time that all happened, but I still feel bad about it.

Just got back from three weeks of vacation, gotta go back to the bunker tomorrow.  Not looking forward to it at all.  Having three weeks to think about stuff may not have been a good thing, because I pretty much decided that untied airlines is not where I want to be.  Matter of fact, it might not be a bad time to get out of aviation altogether.  Anybody got any ideas on what to do with a 53 year old worn out airplane fixer?


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balsum fractus

Yeah, I don't think the Ford Ranger would pull a very big gooseneck trailer... :icon_lol:

Frazz

To understand true love, lock your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour and then see which one is glad to see you when you come back

Onepoint

Heh, I was paddled once in school, 1st grade,   I called another kid fire engine because of the  way he peed, and it made him cry.   Still don't get that whole thing as a spankalbe offense.  :icon_smile:  I did get an in school suspension of "privilege" for fighting in the 5th grade. But for the most part I was either good, or better at getting away with it.   If things back then were like now, I would probably be serving 5-10 though.

Jaime, so you are actually thinking of untying untied for good?  Man, I feel for you, change is hard, and gets harder every year we get older. But being miserable at what you do is not way to live either.  I don't have any good advice what to do, because all my ideas seem to involve being incredibly rich.  :eusa_doh:

jetmex

Y'know, motorcycles don't interest me at all.  I always thought the sound of a harley can't hold a candle to a short stack R-2600....

I'll have you know that my tonka toy can pull a trailer.  A really small one, but a trailer nontheless..... :icon_mrgreen:

Eric, it's a funny thing.  I never wanted to work for an airline.  I did so because of the pay, the retirement, the flight benefits and the possibility of staying employed for a while.  Other than the longevity, everything else is pretty much gone.  I've been through a bankruptcy, a dozen or so RIF's, who knows how many CEO's (all of whom had a better idea) and now this merger.  After a while, you get tired of the funny hours, not having holidays off and not being able to fly anywhere because the planes are always full.  I'd love to get back to warbird restorations, but there's not much of a market for that any more.  Maybe I could be a race car driver or a cat herder.  It would be more fun than this!

Thanks for letting me vent, guys. 

zrct02

QuoteI always thought the sound of a harley can't hold a candle to a short stack R-2600....
Well, put that way - of course not.

balsum fractus

QuoteI always thought the sound of a harley can't hold a candle to a short stack R-2600....

Would an R-1820 rate?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HNHe07ok248

Frazz

I'm thinkin Frankie must have got some swats ... :icon_lol:
To understand true love, lock your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour and then see which one is glad to see you when you come back

Buzzardbeak

Nope, not a one. I did, however, get booted out of sophmore english for telling the teacher she was ugly. :eusa_doh: :eusa_doh: :eusa_doh: :eusa_doh:

The moral is don't always tell the truth.

stetto

I spent 1st grade in Catholic school with a nun named Sister Baptist for a teacher. Does that count?

In my junior year swim class one day we were playing water polo and a friend of mine, we'll call him Norman, swam under our swim instructor (a HOTTIE) and got his hand under her suit. Right. There. All he got was a "No-no-nooo!" from her. Some guys had all the luck. I got accused of breaking into lockers. I asked the vice-gestapo to kindly call the police and PROVE it. He backed off, but never apologized when the caught the guy who actually did it.

The paddle though? not that I can remember. Not even in Catholic school, though I was made to kneel in front of the blackboard for an hour IN A THIRD GRADE CLASS. Don't remember what I was falsely accused of for that one.

Frazz

Oh yeah, the blackboard.  Most of the kids seemed to read what was on it and do classwork.  The blackboard was a place for the teacher to draw a circle just about where I couldnt hardly reach it and put our nose in the circle and stand on tiptoes for a while.   :icon_evil:  Lol and hold books straight out from the body and we couldnt let our arms sag.  This was our jr high football coach/ history teacher though, and he liked us.  If we'd gab in class or cut up a bit we would get the book or blackboard treatment.
To understand true love, lock your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour and then see which one is glad to see you when you come back