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That story sounds vaguely familiar. Whe I was 7 years old my brothers convinced me I could fly lake Captain Marvel. We took a large towel and tied it around my nneck and I climbed to the peak of the garage and got ready to jump. I thought I may be flying a while so I took a large bite of Tootsi Roll and chewed it up some. I then jumped (spelled pushed) from garage roof peak. I was flying pretty well in a straight downward attitude when I realized I was going to hit on my fathers newly seeded lawn area, so I changed directions ever so slightly and landed on the tongue end of the boat trailer. When I woke up I was still mostly alive and had four teeth sticking through my lower lip. I ran screaming into the house, as my assistants vanished for the rest of the day. My mother saw me with blood and chocolate all over me and saw my teeth sticking out through my lip. She stuck her finger in my mouth to pull the lip off the teeth and out dropped the Tootsie Roll, which she immediately mistook for my tongue and immediately passed out. When she woke up I got my but beat good. The moral of the story is: Don't try to fly until you have the proper training or you lwill bite off your tongue and get your butt whipped. Bob Caspary (True story) Victorville, CA. N6373V __________________________________________________ To unsubscribe from this list please send mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] ___________________________________________________________ T O P I C A The Email You Want. http://www.topica.com/t/16 Newsletters, Tips and Discussions on Your Favorite Topics
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