boot camp and all that jazz
my dear brother stinky (also known sometimes as mike) left today for 10 days of psychoanalysis and the sticking of thermometer in dark places. there are about 5 levels he has to get through and so while i will miss him and want to see him, i dont want to see him before the 10 days are up because that'd mean they rejected him. this boot camp is the culmination of his dream to be a South African fighter pilot since forever.
before he left, much to his chagrin, i sat him down in a very sombre fashion and commanded him to find me a fighter pilot husband. any one else in for the pickin's? because you need to tell me so that i can sms before he goes too far out of signal range. it will annoy him to no end. he he he
posted by sarah @ 4:58 AM
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It'll be tough, but it'll be worth it in the end when he's a successful fighter pilot zooming you off to far flung places for free. and i can hop along for the ride too.. wouldn't it be fun?
Your brother wants to be a fighter pilot!? When did this happen?!
since he was a zygote he was playing flight simulator
Tess!
Tell mike i would also like a pilot. preferably a clever one (do they come in dumb?)
I'm sorry about your lack of brother. i feel your pain, you will miss the annoying things he does the most.
Love lots
Iceman: You two really are cowboys.
Maverick: What's your problem, Kazanski?
Iceman: You're everyone's problem. That's because every time you go up in the air, you're unsafe. I don't like you because you're dangerous.
Maverick: That's right! Ice... man.(gnashes his teeth)
I am dangerous.
top gun
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