[avi]

This one is for the flyboys.

A new fighter jet, hobnobbed as a tech marvel, is unveiled. It gets some rave media coverage. A rookie pilot gets his first solo on the very same jet.Rookie's callsign is AlphaDog.

AlphaDog: This is AlphaDog request permission to take off.

Flight-Control: This is MamaBear all stations clear, permission granted.

Rookie revs up the jet and thunders into the sky. He decided to go supersonic.As he hits the sonic barrier, his jet starts shaking in the sonic boom.The sonic boom starts passing the body of the jet.Rookie panics.

AlphaDog: Mamabear this is AlphaDog, my cockpit is shaking like a mixer!

Flight-Control drawls.

MamaBear: AlphaDog, that cockpit is latest tech, it cost us 5 million.Don't worry.

AlphaDog: MamaBear, my wings have started flapping!!

MamaBear: AlphaDog, the wings are cutting-edge tech.They cost us 5 million a piece.Don't worry.

AlphaDog: MamaBear, my tail is wagging!!!!

MamaBear: AlphaDog, the tail is bleeding-edge tech.It cost us 10 million.Don't worry.

Finally the jet is hypersonic, the boom dies. Rookie heaves a sigh of relief.Rookie radios back to Flight-Control.

AlphaDog: MamaBear, that was wonderful. How do you know all that?

MamaBear: AlphaDog,I was reading the newspaper.

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A newspaper a day keeps panic away

[streetpreacher]

and now in response to a number of requests.......goodnight!