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Errr... You know guys, there is a "Fairly" definitive acid test... You grasp your stomach, grunt, and simultaneously knee your "date" between the legs!! If your date goes "AAARGH my balls", you plead stomach cramps, make your excuses and leave. If your date goes AAARGH my pussy", you apologise for the sudden stomach cramp and do the gentalmanly thing by offering to kiss the sore bits better! Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

If you like Only Fools and Horses, you'll LOVE Allo Allo. See...http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0000DZSYB/qid=1095711706/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/102-1391314-2512925?v=glance&s=dvd&n=507846 Better still, IF your DVD plays "Region 2", then get: http://www.amazon.co.uk/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000067A8U/qid=1095712043/sr=1-2/ref=sr_1_10_2/026-6431055-2718801 and scroll down to the Series 1-4 combo. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Hi Bill, "AAD's, cute little devices, what would we do with out them?" Exactly what we'd do with them (with the possible exception of a main activation at 800') I feel that the "golden Rule" for AAD's must be "Jump like you don't have one!" "Just remember that even "with" an AAD, Skydiving is still a Dirty, Rotten, Dangerous JOB!!!" Amen. An AAD isn't a "Master skydiver in a box". It's a mindless little device that MIGHT mindlessly fire your reserve IF it mindlessly detects the situation that makes it fire. Your best chance of your reserve deploying remains pulling the handle. An AAD is a "fit, activate and forget" device and ultimately is one more thing that might go wrong... So don't trust it. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

BLackadder was good, particularly "Blackadder Goes Forth". RA always did a superb line in sarcasm and it was well cast... But... Only 4 series? Similar jokes throughout? Patchy quality? Good, not a "Great". That seems entirely funny coming from a Brit. How's your tan coming? Now I remember who said "American humor is rather like American beer. Pale, insipid, weak, tasteless and overly gassy." It was me! My tan is coming along just fine. We have this place called portugal un Europe. It's like Florida, but without the Alligators, Excess glassfibre, annoying cartoon characters and hurricanes. How's your rebuilding coming? Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

It depends if you're talking about "Humour" or that pale, tastless, canned stuff called "Humor Who was it said "American humor is rather like American beer. Pale, insipid, weak, tasteless and overly gassy." So... Fawlty Towers (superbly tight scripting, action and casting. The very short run meant they could put everything into a few shows) Allo Allo (Brilliant premise, superb cast, top notch scripting and catchphrases. 10 series later, the closing episode was every bit as funny as the pilot - to maintain such quality over 10 years...) Both of these are truly international comedies. I believe that the only country NOT to have bought "Allo Allo" is France. If you've seen it, imagine it being shown on German TV!!! On a more "British" theme - comedy which requires some knowledge of British culture to fully appreciate... Only Fools and Horses (Again a superb cast and scripting. Again, this comedy maintained it's standards for almost 20 years and the only comedy I've seen that will have you falling off the chair laughing over stillbirth). Yes Minister (The sharpest political satire ever - a personal favourite of Margaret Thatcher ["Don't bother interrupting me during this program because we've been nuked by the Russians, I'll notice that myself]. This series is even credited with Thatcher's success in dealing with the British Civil Service during her time as PM). But... THat's just mine and 60,000,000 other folk's opinion. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Ahhh... Safety and AFF. AFF (in it's various forms) generally gives the student 7 good jumps to "qualify". I have personally seen a first jump student turn up at a DZ on Friday, and do his final qualifying jump on Sunday!!! While that newly qualified skydiver was a natural in the air (at least in the sense that he could do all of the freefall and canopy exercises at least once or twice), he has only spent some 24-30 hours exposed to the DZ environment, and almost all of it in the company of one of his 3 instructors. He'd been shown most things, possibly everything, once. A skydiver 5 jumps off AFF "could" have as little as 12 jumps! In effect his "skill" far exceeds his experience. In the case of switching on a Cypres, the AFF student will probably have been shown it ONCE. A "good" AFF instructor will not switch a Cypres on and off for each student that jumps a rig. That's because a good AFFI will KNOW that switching a Cypres off and on guts the battery. A good AFFI knows that Cypres battery replacement costs for the battery AND the reserve repack. A good AFFI knows that a "before schedule" Cypres battery replacement can take a rig out of service for up to a week, probably more with a small DZ and a busy rigger. The most important point about safety is that ALL DZ staff, from the DZO, Chief Instructor, down to the newly qualified packer and the woman who makes the coffee at the cafe knows the following: "The only stupid question here is the one you don't ask!" And: "If I can't teach you the answer to your question, then I'll take you to someone who can!" That IS safety. Safety isn't bitchin' about what someone does or doesn't know, should or shouldn't know, or has or hasn't been taught. Safety is making sure that they NOW know and understand what they've asked about! [rant] Don't seek to apportion blame. Seek to fix the problem[/rant] Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Yeah... Don't argue, that just gets you wound up. Walking away leaves THEM very wound up. Hopefully the shit was proven false - always worth keeping a diary and being "witness aware". Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Hands!!?? Wheel!!?? God! Is that where I've been going wrong!!?? Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Ahhh...Communications issues with an ex can seem so complicated... But there is a simple solution. For example: "Honey, I'm a bit busy just now. How about you DIE... BASTARD... and get in touch through my Ouija Board?" Then (important!!) DO NOT HANG UP What you do is place the phone face down on a handy cushion and go away to the kitchen. Have a cigarette (if you smoke). Make a coffee. Hell, make a 7 course cordon-bleu meal... Anything, secure in the knowledge that he is telling the cushion / carpet / table all his pish. Of course, he'll call again (and again),... And you'll say (and repeat as necessary)...: "Honey, I'm a bit busy just now. How about you DIE... BASTARD... and get in touch through my Ouija Board?" once again leaving him to talk to the carpet / cushion / table. Note to add: This is actually a form of I.Q. test. You take a peak I.Q of 200, and divide by the number of times your Ex calls to find his I.Q. E.G. Calls once and takes the hint is I.Q of 200/1 = smart ex. Calls 8 times is I.Q 200/8=25 - Roadside Melon Seller. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Here we go... A man with an incredibly beautiful and randy young wife was getting ready to go on a long business trip. As his wife demanded sex several times a day, he thought he'd better buy her something really special to keep her occupied while he was away. So he popped in to his local Adult Shop. There was a very realistic blow-up Brad Pitt doll on sale but he decided that would only encourage her to shag his mates. He was browsing through the huge collection of dildos when the sales assistant came over and asked if he could help. "It's got to be something really special", he explained. "My wife is very highly-sexed and if she isn't satisfied at least three times a day she'll go off with the first man she sees." "How about this deluxe 10 inch vibrator with oscillating butt plug?" "Too small." "We have this 12 inch model." "She hates pink." "What about this multi-function massager? It has ten speeds and twenty-four different motions." "Too complicated. She has trouble working the remote." "OK. How about the 'Happy Henry?" "Happy what?" "The Happy Henry. It has a clitoral and labial stimulator and can be filled with six different flavours of cum. Our female customers swear by it." "No..." "What if I throw this anal arouser in for nothing? " "No, I can't see that keeping her occupied for six weeks." "Well, I don't really know what else to suggest, Sir. We have two hundred different dildos, with or without attachments, and several blow-up dolls, but I don't know of anything that will keep a highly-sexed woman amused for six weeks, except..." "Except what?" the man asked. "Nothing." "C'mon, tell me! If I don't get her something really special she'll just shag the first man she sees!" "Well, sir, I don't usually mention this, but there is the - The Magic Willy. But it's VERY dangerous." "It doesn't LOOK very dangerous," said the man. "From where I'm standing it looks like every other dildo in this shop!" "But you haven't seen what it can do!" The assistant picked up the vibrator, pointed it at a blow-up female doll, and said: "Magic Willy - pussy!" The Magic Willy rose from his hand, shot over to the door, and started shagging the doll so hard it ripped. "How do you stop it?" "Easy, Sir." Before the doll could deflate the assistant shouted: "Magic Willy, return to your box!" The Magic Willy stopped, withdrew, and levitated back to its box. "I'll take it!" said the man. "It'll cost you six thousand pounds." "I don't care. I have to have it." The man took it home to his wife, told her it was a very special dildo and that all she had to do to use it, was say: 'Magic Willy - my pussy'. He was so happy that his wife would remain fully satisfied while he was gone that he quite forgot to tell her how to turn it off. The day after he left, his wife was so randy she thought of inviting her husbands' friends round for a gang bang but then she remembered the Magic Willy. She took off her panties, lay down on her bed, and said: "Magic Willy - my pussy!" The Magic Willy was inside her in a flash. Her hard little clit was in heaven. It was absolutely incredible, like nothing she'd ever experienced before. After three hours and six mind-shattering orgasms, she was utterly exhausted and lay back on the bed gasping for breath. She tried to turn The Magic Willy off, but she couldn't find a switch. Then she tried to pull it out but it wouldn't budge and continued shagging her. She tried squatting and she tried to lever it out, but nothing worked. After another three more intense orgasms she was so weak she could barely stand. She decided she had to go to hospital to get help. She put her clothes on and just managed to get the car out of the garage and into the road. By this time she was covered in sweat and shaking like a jelly and still the insatiable dildo wouldn't stop. Finally, after another explosive orgasm, she swerved into a tree and passed out. When she came round a policeman was hammering on the window of the car. "OK", he asked, as she wound down the window, "How much have you had to drink?" Gasping for breath and shuddering with every thrust of the dildo writhing inside her, she stammered, "N-Nothing, officer. It's this d-damned M-Magic W-Willy thing stuck in my pussy. It won't stop shagging me!" The officer looked at her for a second, shook his head and replied, "I've heard some excuses but that takes the biscuit. Magic Willy, my arse!" A young couple were on their honeymoon, lying in bed about to consummate the marriage, when the blushing bride turned to the husband and murmured: "Darling — I have a confession to make — I'm not a virgin." "That's no big thing in this day and age," replied her husband. "Thanks..." continued the woman; "I've only been with one other man." "Oh yeah?" asked the husband Who was the guy?" "Tiger Woods." "Not Tiger Woods, the golfer?" "Yess.." "Well he's rich, famous and handsome. I can see why you went to bed with him." The husband and wife then made passionate love. When they were finished, the husband got up and walked to the telephone. "What are you doing?" asked his wife. "I'm hungry, I was going to call room service and get some food." "Oh!" exclaimed his wife disappointedly. "Tiger wouldn't do that." "Oh yeah? What would Tiger do?" asked her husband. "He'd come back to bed and do it a second time." The husband put down the phone and got back into bed and made love to his wife a second time. When they were finished, he got up and went over to the phone. "What are you doing?" She asked him. "I'm still hungry, darling, so I was going to call room service and get some food." "Tiger wouldn't do that," said his wife sulkily. "Oh yeah? What the fuck would Tiger do?" demanded her husband irritably. "He'd come back to bed and do it a third time." The man slammed the phone down and threw himself on top of his wife. Then he shagged her solidly for two hours. When she was finally satisfied, he dragged himself over the phone and started to dial with a trembling hand. His wife licked her lips and began to caress herself provocatively. "Are you calling room service? She asked him. "No!" snarled her husband, "I'm calling Tiger fucking Woods to find out what's par for this damned hole!" Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

This just in from the forthcoming Presidential elections in Florida. Please note that the public announcer at the polling station, is a human being just like you and me and doesn't deserve resentment and abuse. "Voters please note the arrival of Hurricane Norman from Cuba. Norman will be upon us in.....oh about...ten minutes, so please try to hang on to your identity documents. As you have registered here please try and keep up this polling stations in your cars. If this proves impossible due to Typhoon Gina kindly make your way to the dry polling stations in Ohio." "We would further reassure voters about Tsunami Lisa..she's not due for at least another 2 hours. Apparently Tidal Waves Bruno and Desmond are ahead of her, which is causing the delay....so there's a bit of good news". "Voters I've just been handed a piece of paper from our good friends at the weather office. It seems like good news....on Thursday next week we'll see the Sun...wait! I was a bit hasty, apparently they believe the Sun is careering out of it's orbit and they believe it'll crash into Florida.......unless an asteroid like the one which wiped out the Dinosaurs crashes into us first, in which case it'll all become academic....ho ho so let's all pull for that asteroid!!" "I hate to mention this at a time like this, I'm sure you've got enough problems of your own, but my sinuses are killing me. At first I thought it was the damp but I'm starting to get a sneaky suspicion that this may be down to all the radioactivity generated by the water seeping into strategic storage plants. My doctor says that if I'm right we'll all be dead before Christmas....don't forget to mark your ballot papers correctly and move quickly...lets vote as many as we can before...whatever's due next". But don't worry. There's still Disney-World in California... Unless Earthquake Wylie gets it. In which case it's Surrender-Disney near Paris! Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

"Hey stop it you guys, you are turning an SC post lighthearted!!! You'll be banned" Yeah... Let's talk Seriously about ths Scottish Parliament (falls off chair laughing - breaks right knee, phones paramedics and gets right leg splinted) and the Welsh Assembly (falls off chair laughing again!!!, breaks left hip, phones etc...). That's WHY it's taking me so long to post on these subjects. That and G'Dubya's "Wart on Error". Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

"It's a pitty to see adults such with a poor grasp of the English language. Pour votre edification" ???? I see that the "War on Error" continues unabated! Anyway, it WAS kind of kept out of the news, but there were simultaneous attacks on the Welsh and Scottish Parliaments. The Welsh attack failed completely when the protesters realised that none of them actually knew where the Welsh Parliament was. The protesters blundered around for a while, had an ice cream in Aberystwyth, and were last seen in Port Meirion where they were under the impression that they were all prisoners. As the Scottish protesters stormed up the drive to Hollyrood, they realised that they had forgot ONE vital piece of equipment - SUNGLASSES. Temporarily blinded by the damond-topped posts surrounding the Executive Parking Area. They lost their bearings and ran headfirst into the back of the security response team's official Lada. A Scottish Parliament spokesman later pointed out that the passive security, while expensive ad worked well. He also pointed out that the security force Lada was obtained in deference to the Scottish Socialist Party and that nothing should be read into the fact that the Lada appears on the Parliamentary accounts as a Bentley. A Welsh Parliament spokesman could not be found. Neither could the parliament building itself. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Heh heh.... What it is to have low friends in high places. Y'all see, back in the days when HH's 14k modem was powered by a hamster on a wheel... Well, I fed that Hamster Of course, the hamster died (NOT MY FAULT!!!) but just then, a female poster here, who shall remain nameless (cuz I can't remember her name) "forced" HH at gunpoint (I'm sure she was Texan) to chain her up in his basement! Needless to say that meant building a bigger wheel, but we did get far faster connections. This poor girl needs to be fed... So buy the Premier Membership and save her from starvation (if not from sexual exhaustion). Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Hmmm... I posted it patently as fiction, for amusement. It's intended to be funny political satire and as such, apolitical. The image of the Paris Embassy Marine Guard cowering from a hail of stale baguettes... Well Yeah... If it goes into SC it'll be hijacked (as usual) by the "usual suspects". I'd just like to post some humour and see the humorous intent carried on(?) by a balanced audience. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Surely it's satire, not politics. It takes equal pi$$ out of both parties and surely it's humour? Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

As Hurricane Ivan continues its path of destruction through the Southern Democratic States, Representatives of Democrat Candidate John Kerry issued yet another broadside at the “Swift Boat Veterans For Truth”. A senior Kerry aide was quoted as stating “It’s a well known fact that Hurricanes are caused by hot air, and the… (SBVFT)… have certainly generated a whole hell of a lot of that. These (SBVFT) are “Boat” people, and boats go in the Caribbean, right. We believe that there is a causative link. Please excuse us for using such republican words as “hell”, but we are really quite incensed at the fragrant Mrs. Kerry having to abandon her previous shopping and beauty engagements to watch some peons pack disaster relief parcels which do not contain Ketchup!” The Kerry aide went on to point out “Hurricane Ivan has caused major damage in the affected, traditionally Democrat states. These states have suffered a massive loss of paper punches and other pressed aluminum products – including many of our voters’ homes. We understand that numerous Democrat’s trailers have been blown as far away as Texas; where not only are they not registered as voters, but feel that their votes wouldn’t count anyway. Our polls in that state show a 134% support for G.W. Bush staying; ‘The hell away from us… Washington will do!’ and as such our voters’ impact will be greatly reduced.” Aides to President Bush have responded angrily to the Democrat accusations of Republican bias in recent tropical storms, claiming that “While Hurricane Ivan has partially submerged such left wing Democrat hotbeds as Grenada, Cuba, and err… Brit stuff, that is pure co-incidence.” President Bush is quoted as saying “We would like to take this opportunity to point out that both Ivan, and the Inpend… err… Impoundin’, err… soon to arrive Jeanne are in fact French & Commie names, and as such can have no connection with The Republican Party. Also, lettin’ RICH people buy assault rifles again will reduce looting by poor people.” The Bush campaign team has also hit out at the latest Kerry campaign tactics which appear to be specifically targeted at US “Postal Voters” presently in Iraq, Afghanistan and shortly North Korea. It is alleged that the slogan: “Vote for me and come home like I did!” is in fact an electoral bribe. While the Kerry Campaign Headquarters insist the phrase “Like I Did” means ‘as a hero’, republicans insist the phrase means ‘In a Fortnight!’ A US Marine interviewed stated: “I feel that… SHIT!!! Git yo’ haids dahn. Them Goddam’ smelly sandkickin ragheads are gonna advance on us! We’ in deep $shit here, cut off a long way from home, no Quarter Pounders, and inadequate latrines. We wuz told they had nuttin’ more deadly than sharpened melon slices…! Look out guys... INCOMING STALE BAGUETTES!!!” At this time our Paris correspondent made his excuses and returned to his favorite Bistro. In related news, Floridians have preemptively requested “Urgent and Massive” Federal relief from the likely effects and the course taken by “Hurricane Jeb”, which is expected to blow up around November 4th. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Now that your assault weapons ban has sailed off into the sunset, Perhaps you need a synopsis of what's currently available. So here it is: http://world.guns.ru/assault/as00-e.htm Instructions for use: 1. Cover computer keyboard / mouse etc... in clear drool-proof plastic. 2. Use country & product menu on the left of the page. 3. For handguns, sub-machine guns, rifles, light FLAK and artillery use drop down menu at top left. Being a patriot, My fave is the EM-2 (sadly no longer available). But for formal wear and handy concealment under the trenchcoat, perhaps sir would consider:http://world.guns.ru/assault/as41-e.htm? This weapon IS approved by no less a person than John Kerry... On the basis that the computer gunsight should completely confuse the average NRA member. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

I will also give credit (?) to piisfish. Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

PJ's alleged Dog was well alibi'd at the time of the alleged offence. It was buying me a pint in my local pub at the time. I remember 'cos the Dog had a Brown Coat. That said, once PeacefulJeffrey identifies the specific dog in the story, I bet that's the one he goes to adopt! So... What does this prove? "Dogs are more intelligent than Floridans"? BIG DEAL Dogs are more intelligent than: Folk who DON'T move out of the way of the 43rd successive Hurricane. Folk who think alligators are just part of the landscape. Folk who look at Cuba's prison population sailing toward them and say "Welcome". Folk who think "Oranges" REALLY "are the only fruit". (For the Floridans, that's a literary one!!) Folk who'se power company, after 43 successive hurricanes, still haven't sorted their power supplies. Folk who after 43 successive hurricanes AND the 43 successive failure of their power company to "get their act together" STILL haven't bought a generator and a supply of petrol!!! Folk who STILL Boast about the "Wonderful" florida weather & climate! Folk who are intelligent enough to vote "Democrat" on the issues but are too dumb to punch a hole in a piece of paper!? Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

I believe you are speaking about the xm109, 25mm AP rifle. Comparing the NTW-20 and the M107, I would still take my m107 over the ntw-20. Why would I want to hump a gun that weighs 20 more lbs and is less accurate (due to ammo) than something I know I can count on time after time to be accurate? Having humped the 107 up some very steep mountains before I can tell you the thought of 20 more lbs and maybe hitting your target is not appealing to the people who use this tool for it's intended purpose. Yeah. Concur. It's the 14.7mm version of the SA rifle that appeals for it's muzzle and, more importantly it's terminal energy, that appeals. THat said, The 14.7 NEEDS match loading for consistency. Once you have the match loading, you have a winner. That said, the ultimate matteer af accuracy over ever increasing range is the point where the bullet drops into the transonic (unstable) region! Like I said before, I await some German gun manufacturer dusting off the "puppchen" and taper bore technology to send a (discarded sabot) bullet 3Km, 4Km at stable, supersonic speed!!! Oh yeah, AND I expect the bullet to come "pre-engraved" with "HELLO" on it Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Which COULD be a problem if you have more than 30 people you dislike that much I'm already at work trying to trim my list. Wouldn't worry too much about that... Anyway, this is a QUALITY South African product. I'm guessing that this particular "AK" rifle will last well over thousands of rounds. When it was designed the SA Government of the time doubtless had well over 30 targets for this fine "Home / Farm defense weapon" Mike. - Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Also found it. At least give credit to Dave Barry at The Miami Herald!!!!!! Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Yeah... Sure. The only time a Northworst Stewardess' nipples show is if her skirt rides up over her knees! Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.

Not offhand... I do remember the Squadron(?) Motto: "Yea though I enter the shadow of The Valley of Death I shall fear no Evil... For I am climbing through 80,000 feet and Mach 4." Mike. Taking the piss out of the FrenchAmericans since before it was fashionable. Prenait la pisse hors du FrançaisCanadiens méridionaux puisqu'avant lui à la mode.