“Because the F-117’s were even invisible to the bats.”
Actually, a friend of my sister’s bosses wife’ friend, told her the real story.
The F-117’s flew many a night mission, and the bats would follow the craft as it taxied back to the hangars, because they thought it was one of their own.
It was warm, and when they ‘pinged’ it, it reflected back only an image the size and shape of a large bat.
They would try and ‘mate’ with it, and since the craft had not adequately cooled down, it would burn their little privates off, and they would die.
“They would try and ‘mate’ with it, and since the craft had not adequately cooled down, it would burn their little privates off, and they would die.”
Can you imagine the dialogue at the bat’s men’s club back in the cave?:
“Man, that girl is HOT!”