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Where ya been? Did the bank repo your fucking computer? Did a fudge packer get you?

-- Manny (No@dip.com), May 14, 2001

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Hey Manny you stupid fucker, I don't have a PC. If you glance at my address it's typed using a Webtv. I check this site every mornin before I go to work and ain't seen nothin of interest until you chose to call me out. Why don't you call me on the phone you little two-bit baldheaded coward? Along with ranchin, I'm a cropduster that's in the air by 5:30am and I fly till dark just to keep the weeds and bugs from chokin out your food supply you little wimp. I sit in the cockpit doin 120 ten feet off the ground dodgin P-lines and fur trees just to keep you fat dumb and happy. I hope you appreciate what I sacrifice for you and the rest of humanity!

-- Boswell (cjseed@webtv.net), May 15, 2001.

Wow Boswell, I'm impressed! It takes balls to get into the cockpit of a crop duster. I've got lots of respect for people like you, really I do.

-- rice-a-roni (ricearoni@ricearoniii.SFtreat), May 15, 2001.

That really is impressive, Boswell! Especially because you have to do all your ranching in the dark after you land, or before 5:30am prior to taking off! I'd think that working dawn to dusk would be enough for most of us.

-- Little Nipper (canis@minor.net), May 15, 2001.

And you claim to be an over the road trucker too. Better get your lies straight fuckhead.

-- Manny (No@dip.com), May 15, 2001.

Hey Manny you stupid rat impregnator, I never once ever said I was a trucker. Find it and post it you afnonic wich conno!

-- Boswell (fundown@thefarm.net), May 15, 2001.


Dear Boswell, My father always wanted to fly over the Victoria Falls in a Tiger Moth. The reason for this has always been a mystery.Can you explain ? Would it be difficult at a low level ?

-- Chris (downinabog@shamrock.com), May 15, 2001.

Greetz from OZ Boz,

It sure is impressive to spray fur as you fly. We don't have plantation fur, preferring caging the weasels and sundry rodents. However those with special GM genes are planted to mature within months of spraying and tender weeding to qualify for our bureaucracy. Care is taken to appoint pickers of fur and bushels of qualifications don't necessarily mean automatic selection. No, the credentials must also include a twisted sense of justice and that obligatory myopic demeanor common of fur-freakz.

In OZ fur dudez self-perpetuate by osmosis sinse individual inspiration is erased by the weeding out process. Needless to say the fur fiends are ganging up on anarchists like myself.

It's good to see you fly and make a contribution to the gross national product, and the occasional chem-trail. Keep it up.

-- Pieter (zaadz@icisp.net.au), May 15, 2001.


Well Chris let me tell ya about the falls or any other wonderous natural of our planet. Flying in itself is a joyous thing but to combine it with the opportunity to see up close the Grand Canyon, Rockies, backcountry of Idaho, or even the flat farming country of the midwest is somethin special. When calm in the mornin before thermals build up you can get just as close to anything as you want as long as you don't get caught. And an old biplane Tiger Moth just intensifies the experience. I fly a Grumman Agcat biplane with a 600 horse Pratt and Whitney and every chance I get when it warms up I remove the doors just to enjoy what I do all that much more.

And Pieter how ya doin? Them damn fur trees give me the fits once in a while. Hard to just their heigth some time when you're at stump level. Actually I have more trouble with them spotted owls cause when you get about to the top they fly out and collide with the leading edge or a flying wire. When you hit one of them fuckers they embedd themselves about six inches into your wing. If I ever took one on right in the windshied my helmet would end up sidewise and be spittin bird shit for a week at the local hospital. Had a Ag-100 prop go henshit on me last week and let one blade go to flat pitch. You talk about vibration. One pilot did that awhile back and shook his panel so hard it broke the glass out of two guages. Mine wasn't that bad but my eyes were floatin around in the sockets.

-- Boswell (fundown@thefarm.net), May 16, 2001.


Dear Boswell, I guess the old man still had a spark in him at 70 then.Many thanks for the explanation.He trained as a pilot in WW2 but refused to fly bombers.Ended up in a mud hut in Africa sending back Met reports & being chased by lions.

-- Chris (enquiries@griffenmill.com), May 16, 2001.

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