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Heard a really funny and descriptive name for Golf CK. But it's not for use in polite company.. Cheers!

There's a ball involved with golf CK?! :raise_eyebrow:

"No gutz!" lockedsox taunted the hentyharraser. "How could you quit after after flashing your annals"...:ah_oh:

....trying to cut me grass with Elsie." :DirtDOG: "It's bad enough I've got to compete with Dika (forum ambassador :ilmostro: and all round lady killa) Planey and neverstopssmiling :big_grin:, now there's PowerPolePete the manyablah marauder to content with....

... no class:na na:, some class :juggle:and top of the class :ilmostro: . Elsie swooned to the Rattus' charm. :heart: (Well, we think she swooned , but she may have just been a bit light headed from the dubin and stilton fumes. :ne_nau:) "Oh deary me! Rattus," she exhaled :face and heart:. "Do you think you could introduce me too".....

"Oh! pick me! pickme!!" called Old Elsie :heart::spruce_up::heart:, chief scone maker from the Temora CWA refreshment tent. "There's no customers here :Disappointed: as they're all over quaffing free hotties at the wreckflying stand and I do love :killen: a rugged type who knows his fancy bungholes....

A two stroke penalty, have to skull three beers and do not pass go to collect $200. Sounds like fun! Fairways are a bit long though...

LockedJoxwithinSox was playing innocent , as he giggled over planey's :ha ha:egg timer reference. "Looks like it slipped past the spatially disoriented one :big_grin:, the cheese muncher AND the legal eaglet " he complimented planey, as he worked toward a reply that wouldn't end up with a three day holiday. Just as he thought of something that might get past , a hint of old leather and blue stilton wafted in on the breeze....

Darks could barely contain the excitement :ecstatic:of collaring DitDah for her first Pax flight. "Watch this O'Dalby!" she giggled :devil:, as she flung the Jab's control stick hard over and kicked in a boot full of rudder. DitDah's customary grin :big_grin: began to turn :raise_eyebrow: to a grimace as the harness straps bit into his shoulders. :ah_oh: The Jabby creaked in protest as the g forces built, but Darks was on the ball. :thumb_up: Noting her passengers nervousness :rolleyes1:, she skilfully brought the throttle back from full noise and slowed the aircraft to a speed that he might find more comfortable. :broken_heart: "Right!" she said with great aplomb. :spruce_up: "Now, just remind me... ..which runway we are taxying to".... ============= Legal disclaimer: The above yarn implies no resemblance to the actual flying skills of Ms D Sarcasm. 'cuz if it does, we're all gunna be in a world of hurt when she gets cut loose.

"Look Tomo:exclamation:" Exclaimed socklockjock, "There's an aeroplane!" "See Dika! Told you it wouldn't be hard to distract him :roflmao:and then he'd leave his poor mum to the mercy of the rogues gallery." :bmwrider: DitDah, being a crafty young bugger :raise_eyebrow:, soon wised up to what ye olde pharts were up to. :ah_oh: "Oi!! bugger orff you lot!" he menaced as he quickly calculated the difference between a ton of bricks and a ton of tomos. "Oh look it's Matt H" :heart: snickered Darkcastic... (instead of just reading and saying nothing....:DirtDOG:)

....a talk about DitDah's youthful :ecstatic:enthusiasm." :raise_eyebrow: "It's the red cordial I tells you!" interjected lochJock(sock). "He must drink gallons of the stuff! 'cuz every southerner knows that Qlder's just don't move as quick as he does!" (...) Instantly, DitDah's head began to spin quicker than sportsTzar altimeter on climb out. () Not because the riverland rogues were making moves on his mum :ah_oh:... He was surrounded :jump:by ....:heart::heart:

... impact marks." :black_eye: "One of those grass roots flying types offered a ride " sputtered jocklocksock " and he failed to mention :devil: that the locusts have made a come back since it rained." :yuk: WindscreenLoch hobbled off toward the crash truck to be debugged...

PancakeO'Dalby :fall:climbed slowly from his trusty 230, had a scratch and then stretched his arms above his head :strong:to release the tension caused from his a long flight from Cecil Plains International. :smooch: Oi! look up and live!! cautioned a nearby camper :rolleyes1:, as Pancake started to stagger forward. "The pitot on that sportztsara will poke your eye out if you don't watch where your going.....

..bravado to the core!" continued Tomo as another thermal puffed him skyward. "I've made a great discovery while bouncing down from dog's country (there was a rumour in the chat room that dislexic pilot's think that they are Dog...:clown:) That thermals are rotating columns of hot air!" "And mutiple columns of hot air are called aviation forums!"

...launched into a pre prepared statement...:cool_shades: "Thanks yous ladies and gentlemans :encore:....and Tomo. "I haves to confess that I'd forgotten how to land and found that I couldn't slow downs after I turns finals.(:amazon:x2) So, I pulls back real hard on the stick to slows down, :ne_nau: and upsidedowns I went. MentorMotz went ballistic:exclamation: .... ========== Rat is cheating and adding bits.....:DirtDOG:

..."after the where'd the money go commission has finished, that there'll be a broom put to a few others too!" SockLoch was impressed :ah_oh: with Rattus doesn'tmismuchus's intimate knowledge of such goings on. "Ear to walls and fangs to the roquefort" scoffed El Ratto :stirring pot: as he leafed through the engagement notices in the Dalby Bugle.....

Wasn't going to go there... (:lol 8:) Cheers! :thumb_up:

True. i_dunno There was also some mention of the word pedantic....;) Aw bugga! its wasn't my finals word after all.

My finals word(s) Making the call is more important than it's plurality. Cheers! :thumb_up:

It is an interesting point Shags but alas, the posturing has already begun. It'll end in tears...

1. The aircraft has a working radio fitted. 2. The operator is using it to make circuit broadcasts. 3. The call is an accurate description of the aircraft's position in the circuit. That they are "turning final" or "turns finals" matters? :ne_nau:

...Slowly they circled, all eager to inject a bit of frivolity :clown: back into a mundane day. A few sporadic probes :amazon:had been been fired, :stirring pot: But just who would stir it up first? Trouble maker :big_grin: fired the first salvo and then settled in for a reaction. "Reckon we could give the boss' tail a twitch!" hinted trouble maker A. "Betcha not game to Trouble maker D" he teased. "Pig's bum!" exclaimed D. :lol 8: "Here goes nuthin'!...."

:-| = :big_grin: = :thumb_up: (, ,:csm: ) + :stirring pot: = &

:ne_nau: ....I'm still banned :ymca:for telling naughty jokes.... ============= p'raps rattus might know.....

"...As some of our assembled guests may not be aware, the service was an intimate affair held in the late hours with just three guests. (next time he wont say he's going to give someone a ring, then head of to bed..) The event was meticulously planned and officiated by a couple of mentoratti :DevilDog:and another witness to monitor for subtle script changes or deletions." () " (that might drag Tubz out of seclusion...) "Tell 'em about the honeymoon plans Decs!" interrupted McLoch "Ah yes." Nodded Dika, "We'll be passing the hat around later :cool_shades:, to raise some funds for their flying holiday around FNQld!" "I'll give you an extra $100.00 if you keep 'em out of F'nNSW" shouted a voice from the back row.... ================= Probably see you in three days for this one...Tee Hee!