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    The fighter pilot - Posted on 2007-12-13 04:07:17

REB500D
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The Old Fighter Pilot



He was a ragged looking old man who shuffled into the bar that afternoon.

Stinking of whiskey and cigarettes, his hands shook as he took the "Piano Player

Wanted" sign from the window and gave it to the bartender.



"I'll take this job," he said.



The barkeep wasn't too sure about this doubtful looking old guy, but it

had been awhile since he had a player and business was falling off.



"What do you do?" he asked.



"I used to be a Air Force fighter pilot in Korea", was the answer.

Now, really unsure, the barkeep decided to a least give him a try...he

really needed more business. "The piano is over there...give it a go."



The old man staggered his way over to the piano and several patrons

snickered. But, by the time he was into the third bar of music, every

voice was silenced. What followed was a rhapsody of sound and music

unlike anyone had ever heard in the bar before. When he finished, there

wasn't a dry eye in the place.



The bartender brought the old guy a beer and said that he sounded

really, really good. "What do you call that?" he asked.



"It's called Drop Your Panties, Baby, We're Gonna Rock Tonight," said

the old pilot as he took a long pull from the beer. "I got another,"...and

he began to play again. What followed was a knee-slappin', hand-clappin bit

of ragtime that had the place jumping.



People were coming in from the streets to hear this guy play. After he

finished, the pilot acknowledged the applause and told the crowd that

the song was called "Big Boobs Make My Afterburner Dance." He then

excused himself as he lurched off to the men's room.



After thinking a bit, the bartender decided to hire the guy, no matter

how bad he looked, or what his songs were called. When the guy came out

of the men's room, the bartender went over to tell him he had the job,

but noticed that the pilot's fly was undone and his member was hanging

out.



He said "The job is yours but first I got to ask, do you know your fly

is undone and your dick is hanging out?



"Know it?" the pilot replied, "Hell, I wrote it!!


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   The fighter pilot - Posted on 2007-12-13 09:01:04

Roeby
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pmsl i like that lol

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