Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Wednesday, 13 July 2016

Filthie's Fighter Squadron

Sometimes when work really sucks, and The Crack is whining or some pencil headed customer is venting his spleen - I just disconnect and fantasize about having a low stress fun job like being a fighter pilot.

Then I think about having perverts like Uncle Bob or Wirecutter for wingmen and remember that maybe I have life pretty good with my crappy sales job, HAR HAR HAR!

Argle bargle, flipper off, over and out! (That's how us fighter pilots say 'have a great day').

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