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Your Ignorance Cramps My Conversation

As The Colonel And I Sat Swapping Stories In The Plane, A Jet Aircraft Buzzed Past Our Window. I Asked The Colonel What Type Of Aircraft It Was, And He Said, "don't Worry About It, Bob. . . If You Can See It, It's Obsolete."

I've Got To Watch Myself These Days. It's Too Exciting Watching Anyone Else.

The Stealth Bomber Is Supposed To Be A Big Deal. It Flies In Undetected, Bombs, Then Flies Away. Hell, I've Been Doing That All My Life.

On One Hole, I Hit An Alligator So Hard, He's Now My Golf Bag.