Daily Dialogue
05 Jan 2009 06:23 PM Filed in: Humor
Pilot: I was doing nothing more than flying––nothing more.
Inspector: Yes, but isn’t the very act of flying suspicious, considering you’ve had little to no training in such an endeavor?
Pilot: I spent four years in the U.S. Flight Force and have been flying commercially ever since.
Inspector: Still, your gravity defiance has left me quite concerned.
Pilot: This is preposterous. Hold on a moment, would you? (Into the blinking red phone) Pilot to base, my artificial horizon is all jimbly, and the black and yellow lever is dangly doo. Please respond.
Inspector: In the meantime, I’ve detained your crew and removed this critical wire to dust for fingerprints.
–CRASH–
Inspector: Yes, but isn’t the very act of flying suspicious, considering you’ve had little to no training in such an endeavor?
Pilot: I spent four years in the U.S. Flight Force and have been flying commercially ever since.
Inspector: Still, your gravity defiance has left me quite concerned.
Pilot: This is preposterous. Hold on a moment, would you? (Into the blinking red phone) Pilot to base, my artificial horizon is all jimbly, and the black and yellow lever is dangly doo. Please respond.
Inspector: In the meantime, I’ve detained your crew and removed this critical wire to dust for fingerprints.
–CRASH–
Daily Dialogue
04 Jan 2009 10:09 PM Filed in: Humor
Guy: It’s snowing again, eh?
Dude: Yup. It’s gonna be tough driving tomorrow.
Guy: Don’t remind me. But, hey, it can’t be as bad near my place as it will be near yours. Last week, I don’t know how I even got out of your driveway.
Dude: Mmm. What? Wait, you haven’t been over to the house since Thanksgiving, and it was as dry and sunny as a Christian choir girl. What were you doing in my driveway?
Guy: I boned your wife.
THE END
Dude: Yup. It’s gonna be tough driving tomorrow.
Guy: Don’t remind me. But, hey, it can’t be as bad near my place as it will be near yours. Last week, I don’t know how I even got out of your driveway.
Dude: Mmm. What? Wait, you haven’t been over to the house since Thanksgiving, and it was as dry and sunny as a Christian choir girl. What were you doing in my driveway?
Guy: I boned your wife.
THE END