F*** the FAA

OLD STUFF

NEW STUFF

"HUG 123, confirm the nature of your emergency."

"Lockheed, and that asshole Gross gave me three engines, and only one of the f---ing things is operational."

"Turn 20 degrees right, look for 27 right, and quit cursing, or you're fined."

"F--- you!"

"That's ten thousand dollars."

"Like that means anything to me. I've got one engine here!"

"Shut-up and go around."

"Go around? I'm not there yet, cock----er."

"Say again."

"Have you heard of oil pressure? I don't have any."

"What's your stall speed?"

"That would be my speed right now, you ass-ole."

"All of the emerg..."

"Shut the f--- up! Tell that trucker to get out of the way!"

"You're to gimmie 8000 and 27 right."

"Don't you get it, shithead?"

"That's twenty thousand! Twenty thousand bucks!"

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CRUNCH.....

"Full stop. Can you call Triple-A? There's a few smashed sedans out here."

"What about ILS? What are those alarms?"

"I have no idea. Can you get a damn towtruck out here? These people are pissed."