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Around '66 or '67 I made a jump at an airport at Springfield Ohio. I can't remember who ran the place but I think its time as a DZ was short lived. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Rising Sun Indiana. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Found this blog on parachutes. It makes an entertaining read and has some interesting videos. http://bayourenaissanceman.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-wings-26-survivors.html I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MlZ9_GSSx9U I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Late coming into this thread. Kittinger is one of my heroes as much for his Vietnam service as anything else. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

A Father of three from Kingswood in Kent has drowned himself whilst using a bizarre home made mask he developed specifically for smelling his own farts. Clifford Shellbreaker who lived in a bungalow off Gravelly Bottom Road had a strange fascination for making culinary cocktails tailored specifically to create the most pungent farts. He would develop new recipes and then sit in his garden shed wearing a specially modified WW2 gas mask so that he could enjoy the full experience of his art. The filter of the mask had been sealed and a pipe extended to a pair of plastic incontinence pants. Mr Shellbreaker would guff into the pants and the smell would travel along the pipe straight into the mask so he could enjoy the totally undiluted benefit. His wife explained that soon after they were married she made him an egg and cress sandwich. Shortly afterwards he began farting. She recalled that the smell made her retch. Her husband thought this was funny and he then developed a fascination for cooking up all kinds of recipes to find out what sort of farts and smells he could create. After their first child was born and the house was "stinking" she banned him to the garden shed where for the last 21 years he has been enjoying the fruits of his labour. Kent County Coronor returning a verdict of accidental death said that "at 5.15pm on Sunday 14th December 2008 Mr Shellbreaker had consumed his latest recipe which had contained Whisky, Brown ale, baked beans, boiled eggs, curry powder, Tobasco sauce, Cabbage, sprouts and onions plus several as yet unidentified ingredients". He continued, "At 6.30pm he told his wife he was retiring to his shed". At 10.00pm she realised he had not returned and on entering his shed found his body slumped in his chair. Unfortunately the smell of his farts had rendered him unconscious. Tragically, he then he followed through with diarrhoea that filled the mask and sadly drowned himself. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Maltese Cross I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

QuoteWhat would make you guess that? Wasn't that aircraft the jump platform for the daily demo into King's Island in the mid '80's? I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

My guess is over King's Island Ohio. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

A caterpillar pin sold this week on e bay made £417.00. Not going to sell mine though. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Excuse me Sir, have you been "rather drinking" tonight ... would you rather recite the alphabet or rather aound the white line ... Would you prefer us to read you your rights now rather than later .... What the hell is "rather drunk"? A rather stupid reply. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

On the wall in my den I have my father's caterpillar badge and award card. He was awarded the caterpillar after being shot down over Mannheim September 23rd. 1943 in Lancaster JA 708 of 97 Squadron. Ulrich Veh was the successfull Luftwaffe pilot. He managed to evade for 10 days before being captured eventually ending up in Stalag Luft 3. Attached is a letter from Irving sent to my mother notifying her of the award. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Did a John Cleese on it! I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Another one is banjo, as in "Bacon Banjo." You cannot get a bacon banjo. There must be an egg component so when you bite into it and the egg squirts down your front you can brush it off in a manner resembling someone playing the banjo - hence bacon and egg banjo. Bacon Banjo with HP sauce has the same effect therefore you can have a Bacon Banjo. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Another one is banjo, as in "Bacon Banjo." I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Slang term for a sandwich. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

MORNING SEX She was standing in the kitchen preparing to boil eggs for breakfast, wearing only the 'T' shirt that she normally slept in. As I walked in almost awake, she turned and said softly, 'You've got to make love to me this very moment.' My eyes lit up and I thought, 'I am either still dreaming or this is going to be my lucky day.' Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all; right there on the kitchen table. Afterwards she said, 'Thanks,' and returned to the stove, her 'T' shirt still around her neck. A little puzzled, I asked, 'What was that all about?' She explained, 'The egg timer's broken I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

I thought this picture of the staff and aircraft of Orange Parachuting Center would be of interest. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

An elderly couple, who were both widowed, had been going out with each other for a long time. Urged on by their friends, they decided it was finally time to get married. Before the wedding they went out to dinner and had a long conversation regarding how their marriage might work. They discussed finances, living arrangements, and so on. Finally, the old gentleman decided it was time to broach the subject of their physical relationship. 'How do you feel about sex?' he asked, rather tentatively. 'I would like it infrequently' she replied. The old gentleman sat quietly for a moment, adjusted his glasses, leaned over towards her and whispered 'Is that one word or two?'

Only post AN2 pictures here. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Douggarr wrote.........." I know I could get a disk after five or ten practice jumps on any canopy." That's a bold statement or are you referring to your back? I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Quote...and this differs from every other weekend on your little island... how? I'll drink to that. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

George I see 4 colors. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

Supermate sandwich with the Red Devils would gross you all out. I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!

How far from the takeoff airfield was this found? I don't care how many skydives you've got, until you stepped into complete darkness at 800' wearing 95 lbs of equipment and 42 lbs of parachute, son you are still a leg!