'The torch has been passed to a new generation...' Puh-leeze! Do you know where you can put that torch, sonny boy? And then you can call yourself a sconce!
What is a word that rhymes with sconce? I am thinking of one riiight now. Answers on a postcard, please, to the old folk's home.
I rather wish I had squandered all my money because then, at least, I wouldn't have to worry about it. As it is, it seems to be like trying to gather up spilt drops of mercury. Hence my cruel and thoughtless attempt to mess up the whole delicately-balanced structure of the aviation bizness by continuing to infest a left seat somewhere, anywhere.
In the world of the future they should just take me out and shoot me and then harvest whatever organs are still viable but we are not there just yet. It's coming, I know but just bear with me for another seven years, please. It is this addiction to cold, hard cash that I have, plus the need for speed... Mach .6, ah!