Sweetpollypurebred wrote a while ago-
bet youve managed to negotiate a pair fishnet stockings into your contract knackenberg.
And now this -
You know what Knackenburger you just stay up there with your little boy concubine enjoying your "special" lifestyle
Now I'm not a psycologist, but I think Polly is continuosly questioning his own sexuality. Look at this-
the "real" flying to the "real" men
It could just be the banter of a blue collar labourer. So, in this case, I will alter my bet Polly. Instead of a bottle of Douro's finest, how about a slab of Vic Bitter on the liklihood you capitulate and offer to fly the 777 for little ( if anything ) more than you drive your 737 now.
By the way, how are your command hours looking?
Good. Why? How are yours?