EARLY DIAPER

My flight instructor ("Frenchy")used to fly Stearmans for a small outfit up in the North East. There was an older guy that worked as a janitor of the sorts, keeping the hangars clean. Sometimes when Frenchy would have to test fly one of the planes, he would say to this old guy "come on, lets go for a ride." He would always say, "not me Mr. Frenchy! Don't wanna ride in them airplanes." One day, Frenchy had to take one up and to his amazement, the old man said he would "try it out." Frenchy strapped him in the front hole and then climbed in the back one and took off. Frenchy looped it, rolled it, spun it, stalled it, the whole time watching the back of the old man's head, which never moved. When they got back on the ground and got out of the plane, Frenchy asked, "well how did you like that?" The old man punched Frenchy square in the nose, knocking him to the ground. Wiping the blood from his face, Frenchy looked up..."what the hell was that for?" "Mr. Frenchy...It wasn't too bad when you made me **** my pants, but when you kept rolling me around in it and that got me really mad and that's why I punched you in the nose." ET3GEPRus%2FWgWCY0g6YpI%2FAAAAAAAALmc%2F5Ng3SLSM6Vc73GtE25J4_GKZgdkwYg-cwCLcBGAs%2Fs1600%2FVHDNN.jpg