Bob Hartig
EF5
Good grief. Do I know how to call 'em or what? Everybody else in Nebraska does the obvious and heads into Kansas; I, preferring a red herring to a bird in the hand, head back toward Omaha. Klong, klong, klooonnngggg!!! <Smacking head with anvil.>
Don't try this kind of maneuver on your own, kiddies. It should only be attempted by a highly trained idiot. Damn--just look at that bloody radar. I guess I could fudge and say that, after further scans on GR3, I changed my course and belted back toward Kansas, and in real life I hope I'd have headed there to begin with. But in this case, I was too smart for my own good. So go ahead and enjoy your steaks; as for me, waitress, I'll have the crow, thank you.
Don't try this kind of maneuver on your own, kiddies. It should only be attempted by a highly trained idiot. Damn--just look at that bloody radar. I guess I could fudge and say that, after further scans on GR3, I changed my course and belted back toward Kansas, and in real life I hope I'd have headed there to begin with. But in this case, I was too smart for my own good. So go ahead and enjoy your steaks; as for me, waitress, I'll have the crow, thank you.
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