St, you gotta love single life. Pizza every night, plenty of beer, no wife or g/f around to pester you at bad moments.....ahh this is living. Now if I could only end a month with more than $43.21 in my pocket! You old married people.....yeesh! Kids?! Egads I can't imagine kids around here. Delicate stuff in my place; computer, speaker system, stereo, TV, 5 models of WW2 aircraft [hand built], even my beloved posters.
Got my Bud poster on the living room wall; nice old truck with cases and cases of Bud in the back. Got another one that's great; BIG-chested lady wearing a wet T-shirt that says "In an emergency, lifeguard may be used as floatation device". Can you imagine something like soda stains or crayon on those? Yech!
St, move to the states; we'll rent a nice little appartment and hang a sign out front. It'll read "O'Club: Jagdgeshwader Pilots ONLY!". Turn the living room into a pool room, maybe get a few old ammo cases and make an ad-hoc bar!
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Flakbait
Delta 6's Flight School"For yay did the sky darken, and split open and spew forth fire, and
through the smoke rode the Four Wurgers of the Apocalypse.
And on their canopies was tattooed the number of the Beast, and the
number was 190." Jedi, Verse Five, Capter Two, The Book of Dweeb
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