Dang, had I known I would have picked up some dogs and buns at the store. Every so often I get a hankering for a loaded dog or chili dog. Sounds good right about now.
Despite all the rhetoric and slams against the hotdog... I will always once in a while have one. I can recall 50 great times in my life where they were involved, and nothing will ever change that. Aside from me dying, anyway.
Way back...in the Air Force...snack bar pilots & crew chiefs ate at in the AM...fighter pilot got 2 chili cheese dogs mustard & onions & chocolate milk...omg. He shows up at my airplane...Sir you ate that shit for breakfast...yep. You know this is scheduled for BFM's...aka flight gut maneuvers...1.5 hours later he was back...Chief i'm sorry I shit myself as I was pinning the seat...it was explosive...bad nasty...I refused to clean the ejection seat...his commander made him do it...
Way back...in the Air Force...snack bar pilots & crew chiefs ate at in the AM...fighter pilot got 2 chili cheese dogs mustard & onions & chocolate milk...omg. He shows up at my airplane...Sir you ate that shit for breakfast...yep. You know this is scheduled for BFM's...aka flight gut maneuvers...1.5 hours later he was back...Chief i'm sorry I shit myself as I was pinning the seat...it was explosive...bad nasty...I refused to clean the ejection seat...his commander made him do it...
Reminds me of a phrase I once heard.
"Stupid should hurt."
Hope old pilot boy learned a lesson.
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