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I had a funny crew again last night. Here is some stuff that will probably be funny to only me
Mark - CA Brad - FO
Last night:
B - What kind of perfume are you wearing? You smell delicious!
S- You’re scaring me.
B - DELICIOUS! Don’t you feel touched?
S - Actually, I feel violated.
Some passenger broke the door to get out of the airport so we were stuck in the terminal until security came to fix the door.
B - I am NOT going over there with those passengers.
S - How do you think I feel? I was just stuck with them for the last 45 minutes.
B - Mrs Pac Man? (at that point we run over to the arcade until they fix the door)
Outside waiting for the van:
B - Mark , you missed some serious Mrs Pac Man. Full contact Mrs Pac Man.
When we get to the hotel Brad comes to my room and asks me if I want him to check it. I tell him no, but told him if he hears me yelling to come back and save me. 3 seconds later, I hear him across the hall from me calling my name
B - Why is there an ash tray outside of my door?
S - I don’t know, open the door.
B - I’m scared! What if there is someone in there?
S - One time I busted in on a guy in his underwear!
B - Well if you leave, and come back in about 10 minutes, you can bust in on me in my underwear.
This Morning:
M- Brad, here comes your artwork.
B- Oh look, it’s the upside down pyramid, and coming up on your left is the large icicle. Or as I like to call it all, glorified bullshit.
B - Why do you keep giggling? Are you wearing neon green panties or something?
S - What?!
B - Yeah, you heard me!
S - What does wearing green panties have to do with giggling?
B - Everything. You know what I’m talking about.
S - No I don’t. Thank God I don’t.
B - Do you want my li-tle da-nish? (there was this little muffin thing in our breakfast box this morning, I have no idea why he was saying it so weird)
S - Why are you saying it like that?
B - li-tle da-nish
S - I don’t want it, go away!
Once we are in flight I get a phone call. I pick up the phone and Brad says li-tle da-nish and then hangs up.
S - We have 45 people and 4 wheelchairs.
M - JESUS!
S - Yeah there is like 40 old people, and 5 regular aged people back there.
M - (sarcastically) How did they get to the plane here if they need wheelchairs in Detroit? How did they get up the stairs?
B - They took the lift. All of them in there, holding hands.
Once we land, there is this one man that is taking FOREVER to get off the plane. Brad comes out:
B- What’s taking him so long?
S - He’s old?
*Brad hides behind the wall and flips the old man off*
B- See, I feel better already. Try it.
S - NO!
B - Watch and learn! (at this point he gives me the double middle fingers up and puts his hands in his pocket right before the old man walks by)
B - Have a great day sir! Come fly with us again soon!
S- That commissary guy just told me I looked like Cameron Diaz! Someone told me that yesterday too! Isn’t that funny
B- Well it’s still early.
S - *shows him both of my middle fingers before putting them in my pockets* Go to hell Brad!
I miss Ronnie! No other pilot matches him in humor!
Mark - CA Brad - FO
Last night:
B - What kind of perfume are you wearing? You smell delicious!
S- You’re scaring me.
B - DELICIOUS! Don’t you feel touched?
S - Actually, I feel violated.
Some passenger broke the door to get out of the airport so we were stuck in the terminal until security came to fix the door.
B - I am NOT going over there with those passengers.
S - How do you think I feel? I was just stuck with them for the last 45 minutes.
B - Mrs Pac Man? (at that point we run over to the arcade until they fix the door)
Outside waiting for the van:
B - Mark , you missed some serious Mrs Pac Man. Full contact Mrs Pac Man.
When we get to the hotel Brad comes to my room and asks me if I want him to check it. I tell him no, but told him if he hears me yelling to come back and save me. 3 seconds later, I hear him across the hall from me calling my name
B - Why is there an ash tray outside of my door?
S - I don’t know, open the door.
B - I’m scared! What if there is someone in there?
S - One time I busted in on a guy in his underwear!
B - Well if you leave, and come back in about 10 minutes, you can bust in on me in my underwear.
This Morning:
M- Brad, here comes your artwork.
B- Oh look, it’s the upside down pyramid, and coming up on your left is the large icicle. Or as I like to call it all, glorified bullshit.
B - Why do you keep giggling? Are you wearing neon green panties or something?
S - What?!
B - Yeah, you heard me!
S - What does wearing green panties have to do with giggling?
B - Everything. You know what I’m talking about.
S - No I don’t. Thank God I don’t.
B - Do you want my li-tle da-nish? (there was this little muffin thing in our breakfast box this morning, I have no idea why he was saying it so weird)
S - Why are you saying it like that?
B - li-tle da-nish
S - I don’t want it, go away!
Once we are in flight I get a phone call. I pick up the phone and Brad says li-tle da-nish and then hangs up.
S - We have 45 people and 4 wheelchairs.
M - JESUS!
S - Yeah there is like 40 old people, and 5 regular aged people back there.
M - (sarcastically) How did they get to the plane here if they need wheelchairs in Detroit? How did they get up the stairs?
B - They took the lift. All of them in there, holding hands.
Once we land, there is this one man that is taking FOREVER to get off the plane. Brad comes out:
B- What’s taking him so long?
S - He’s old?
*Brad hides behind the wall and flips the old man off*
B- See, I feel better already. Try it.
S - NO!
B - Watch and learn! (at this point he gives me the double middle fingers up and puts his hands in his pocket right before the old man walks by)
B - Have a great day sir! Come fly with us again soon!
S- That commissary guy just told me I looked like Cameron Diaz! Someone told me that yesterday too! Isn’t that funny
B- Well it’s still early.
S - *shows him both of my middle fingers before putting them in my pockets* Go to hell Brad!
I miss Ronnie! No other pilot matches him in humor!