Just give me a beer and call me Top Gun
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Just give me a beer and call me Top Gun

Apparently, I would make a good fighter pilot.

Tall skinny guys that run and have low blood pressure? They’ll pass right out doing G’s.

Short, fat guys that eat a lot of red meat drink a lot of beer, and have high blood pressure? Man, you don’t even have to strain at all. You’re just, boy, you’re like it’s nothing. Nothing at all.

(Click through to the Bettnetlog and watch the video. Mind a very brief curse at the very end of the clip by a chagrined fighter pilot shown what-for by his buddy.)

 

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