RAM, o how you misquoted me. Then you conveniently forgot my name, fellow knight. If you're done kicking and screaming, I'll refresh your memory as to what I actually said to you on the radio as you were lamenting the basting that your heinie took that night.
I said, QUOTE, "Take a breath." Your reaction told me that you weren't doing this, and I added,"Address the parties in question. Or join a squad." THAT is what I actually said, and chriminy, bud- you've run me up the danged flagpole.
I suggest you stick that lower lip back in, mister, and fly like a man, continuing to call sixes for even the most ill-tempered or unskilled of your countrymen, despite the state of your own six, because it's the right thing to do. Teach your countrymen by example even when you feel it's doing no good, because you'll never know when it is. Pouting will not benefit your country, make you a better pilot, or help your teammates grow into a cohesive fighting unit. Tighten your bootstraps, get back in the cockpit, and stop squalling like Hang's cat caught in a fanbelt, and if you see a fellow knight in trouble, show them how it's done, boy! Go to their aid without hesitation. You'll sleep better in the end.
Btw, if you see eight planes chasing one con, they need more help than you do. Think about it.
<tucks flak jacket under butt>
Okay, fire away.
-Heckel,
THUNDERBIRDS
