C'mon you apes, You wanna live forever?
My favorite Quote. Hey, we got seats left, it's gonna get wild!
Okay! Party's Over! Ten-Hut!
Trax, get off the floor and quit trying to lay guilt on everybody! Get in your seat. Here's the scenario. WE has invited members of the Wolf Pack up to his digs to see his Moose collection. Those of us on the plane have driven up to his place and had a great time listening to Norm snore and fart, not always at the same time. Then WE introduces us to his buddy who has a plane and wants us all to fly into Northern Manitoba to see how cool it is. Since we're all jazzed from meeting each other and Norm...well, Norm's debatable...anyway, we all jump in the plane. WE is sitting in the back with RiM, his huge arm around RiM's shoulders assuring him that he's gonna teach him a lot. None of us are sure what that means. Fvr &Trax are sitting together next sharing a half-pint bottle of something; either absolute, Seagrams CR, or Wild Turkey. Anyway, he says he has another half-pint in his other BDU cargo pocket and that seems to make TRAX happy. Owl Girl is sitting next to the pilot, looking back at me telling me to quit being such a baby, that more people die in car accidents than plane crashes, and now I'm not only afraid of flying, but don't want to drive back home either. We take off and somehow I survive it, and we head out to the beautiful forest, all the time I'm having to hear FVR complain because he couldn't bring along his blunderbuss! As we're looking out over the forest the engine starts to sputter, the pilot seems cool about it at 1st, but then seems more worried. He says that since we all left so quickly he neglected to file a flight plan and the ELB in the tail quit working last year and he never got around to replacing it. Then the engine stalls. The pilot grabs his radio and hands it to Owl-Girl instructing her to call in a may-day, which she does, but realizes that he failed to give her the co-ordinates. She tries to get them from him but he's trying to glide the plane towards a big lake that's appeared up in front of us. As we glide downwards we start hitting tree-tops, then one breaks off the tail section. We hit the water, hard! And everything goes black. When we wake up we find the pilot is dead, the plane is scrap, and we're only 4 feet from shore with the plane still above water as the depth is only about three feet. WE seems to have broken his arm, FVR feels a thick liquid running down his leg on the inside of his BDU's and starts to panic, however he quits when he's relieved to find it's only blood. The rest of us are suffering only from mild cuts, abraisions and bruises. Okay Wolf-Pack, one of you take over from here!:eek: