ROFL!!! Thats why this thread is so much fun, your comments are so witty.<<<
Thanks for the atta boy, but I was right, unless you were lucky and the other woman was Mary, who would have said “let’s go, I will show you how”.
Bill got rid of the small dump truck we had, Mary and I kept taking it to the ‘city exchange’ and coming home with wonderful things we found, and I was sooo tired, that I would ask Bill to unload it.
You should have seen the fit he had when I brought home 2 drones, and wanted him to suspend them for the kids to play in, they were small air planes.......or looked that way.
Bill MADE me call the Military base and tell them what I had found and where.
Then Bill had to check the gas tanks on them, to see if it was kerosene fueled, I have no idea what other fuel they were expecting.
They said they would pick them up, but never did and Bill never got around to getting them in flying shape.
They said that someone had taken them for the Briggs and Stratton engines.
I still like my idea, they were about 8 foot long.
He could have mounted them on sturdy sawhorses or something. My brother and I used to play in an old airplane stored in a park as a static display somewhere in Arizona when we were kids. How many hours we spent playing like we were flying somewhere! He's supposed to call me back in a little while -- I'm gonna remind him about the airplane.