I'm thinking the guy is fawked up and needs to get off the road...

 

We finally get to a red light and i pull up along side him in the turning lane, and...

 

he has a dirty magazine opened up across the steering wheel and it looks as though he is playing with himself...

 

I'm like WTF? It's 1430 in the afternoon...

 

I thought the perv's came out after dark!

 

on another note,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCHtw6WbbnM

 

Just pushed the last aircraft of the night.

 

About 20 minutes before departure, the flight crew called me out to fix a problem...

 

As i entered the "cockpit", i noticed that both the captain and first officer were female...

 

Soooooooooo, was i entering a "cockpit" in this case, or was it a "lunchbox"?

 

I am now confused as to what to call it!

 

yeah, yeah, yeah, we dont use such words as flight deck or flight compartment!

 

he said lunchbox

 

carpetpit

 

hhhhmmmm.... I think there is a simple solution here

 

beaverpit

 

kittenpit

 

hell, i don't know...

 

Cockpits in a Cockpit. It's a convoluted conundrum akin to Russian nesting dolls.

 

Cockpit2 (cockpit squared)

 

Cockpit3 (Cockpit Cubed) since there were 2 of them in there?

 

Cockpitii (plural)

 

box office

 

Cockpit Cocktail

 

Why yes i did! The capt was very desent and the f/o was about as hot as one can get in a pilots uniform .

 

Not to mention that there combined income is around a half million a year!!!

Makes it even easier on the eyes, lol...

 

If i could catch a capt like her, i would be able to quit my job and spend all my time riding my hawk and wheeling my rock buggie!

 

I would be a good house husband... I'd keep the house clean and her satisfied when she was home.

 

and spending the money while she's gone!!!

 

Actually they are ussually less trouble than the men. I can tell them that i took care of the problem and there happy... The men ussually want to know exactly what you did, so i have tell them again, "i fixed it"!