Drinking with the Jet Set
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From: Peter Langston <psl>
Date: Mon, 15 Dec 97 15:05:39 -0800
Subject: Drinking with the Jet Set
[Kids: don't try this at home. Adults: don't try this at home, either. -psl]
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Forwarded-by: Jerry Burnham <firstname.lastname@example.org>
A couple of drinking buddies, who are airplane mechanics, are in the hanger
at SeaTac [the Seattle-Tacoma Airport]; it's fogged in [unusual for SeaTac,
unlike, say, SFO] and they have nothing to do. One of them says to the
other "Man, have you got anything to drink?"
"Nah, but I hear you can drink jet fuel - that'll kinda give you a buzz."
So they do; they get smashed and have a beautiful time; like only drinking
buddies can do.
The next morning, one of them wakes up and, remembering the time they had,
he's sure his head will explode if he gets up. But he does and it doesn't.
He gets up and feels okay, in fact he feels great - NO hangover!
The phone rings; it's his buddy. The buddy says "Hey, how do you feel?"
He says "I feel great!" and the buddy says, "I feel great, too! You don't
have a hangover?" and he says "No - that jet fuel is great stuff - no
hangover - we ought to do this more often!" "Yeah, we could, but there's
just one thing..." He says "What's that?" "Did you fart yet?" "What?" "Did
you FART yet?" "No..." "Well, DON'T, 'cause I'm calling from Phoenix!
© 1997 Peter Langston