Lagniappe is gone now, but his memory lives on.
If you need something to do, how about gettin' busy with the list of things we don't know about Brigid that you promised.
Ya know, I was all set to, but then this black mini-van pulled up in my driveway, and a bunch of midgets wearing little suits and little dark glasses got out and threatened to punch me in the knees if I did. I don't want to get punched in the knees.It's obvious that Brigid knows people...mean little people. I'm gonna just stick to dishing dirt on Obama and his union thug pals--it's safer.
You mean Murphy let the midgets get close? I'm shocked. I would have thought he would have mistaken them for snacks. And correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you have a large enough arsenal to kill all the midgets and 4 wheel drive vehicle with which to transport the little corpses to an undisclosed burial location?
that wasn't a black van. . .it was a .. uh. . weather balloon. yeah, that's it.
I sent Murphy out to deal with them, but then he saw one of the neighbor's cats, and...well...priorities. He's still a young dog with much to learn.As for the guns, yeah, I got 'em. But I ran out of elevation travel on the home-defense belt-fed and couldn't depress the barrel low enough to get the little suckers.
Oh boy, I used to know all the lyrics to that and the top-speed of every WWI fighting aircraft.
Used to love flying front cockpit in ex-FIL's Starduster II.Very nice handling plane, he'd get it off the [grass] strip and hand it off to me, saying "take 'er wherever you want". We'd usually romp around for 45 minutes, staying away from and below the DFW TCA.Once had a left main bungee give out on landing, but no real damage sustained.The Breezy is another great [really] open air design. My dad used to have one - great photog platform.