You've seen the best, now fly with us cuz we're drunker and meaner and uglier than your ex-wife in a nasty custody battle. We are fighter pilots first and friends second. We drink way too much and owe the government money. The ground crew quit so we patch bullet holes with beer cans after we've smashed them on our foreheads. A high alcohol tolerence, fuzzy hat, bib over-alls and unlaced steel toed boots are required. If this sounds like the squad for you, apply within... *BBBBUUUUUUUURRRRRRP*
