Erik

Sounds a bit strange to me. That's like a Russian asking for an American pilot review of American aircraft they've flown but only write about it Russian. I would assume that if a Russian recounts tales of their aircraft history it would be written in Russian.

That's going to be interesting. Then and now.

If Tom Skerritt (84 y.o.) AKA Viper or James Tolkan (86 y.o.) AKA Stinger makes a re-appearance all bets are off on this one.

Decades old technology that is no longer stealth due to advancements in our defensive and offensive platforms. It is just another expensive flying object (EFO) for us to pretend is consequential when it is not.

Do you mean the sub categories aren't showing?

Huh?

Tom's first movie since parting ways with the church of scientology. The outcome is crapshoot.

Nobody knows. The only fact that has been substantiated after said tent incident is that the "negotiated contract sum" was paid by Expert Consultants, Inc. Camel also has a sketch of a man who threatened its calve. Camel is now hellbent on bringing down the house. Outcome still pending.

Excel has a default option for auto save which should save your work automatically to a file that can be recovered, unless this option was turned off. By default it should save work progress every 10 minutes here: C:\Users\[YourUserAccount]\AppData\Roaming\Microsoft\Excel\ Might wanna have a look to save yourself a lot of hassle. E

A very respected Captain in the Foreign Legion was transferred to a remote desert outpost. On his orientation tour he noticed a very old seedy looking camel tied out behind the enlisted men's barracks. He asked the Sergeant leading the tour, "Why is a camel tied to the barracks?" The Sergeant replied, "Well sir, it's a long way from anywhere, and the men have natural sexual urges, so when they do ... uh ... we have the camel ready for them.” The Captain said, "Well, I suppose if it's good for morale, then I guess it's all right with me”. After he had been stationed at the fort for six long, lonely months, the Captain simply couldn't control his sexual angst any longer. He barked to his Sergeant: "BRING THE CAMEL INTO MY TENT!” The Sergeant shrugged his shoulders, looked at the other men, and lead the camel into the Captain's quarters. Within a few minutes, the Captain emerged from his tent, fastening his trousers, almost beaming with pride. "So, Sergeant, is that how the enlisted men do it?" he asked. The Sergeant replied, "Well, sir, usually they just use it to ride into town."

Pierre, a brave French fighter pilot, takes his girlfriend, Marie, out for a pleasant little picnic by the River Seine. It's a beautiful day and love is in the air. Marie leans over to Pierre and says, "Pierre, kiss me!" Our hero grabs a bottle of Merlot and splashes it on Marie's lips. "What are you doing, Pierre?" says the startled Marie. "I am Pierre, the famous French fighter pilot! When I have red meat, I like to have red wine!" She smiles and they start kissing. When things began to heat up a little, Marie says, "Pierre, kiss me lower." Our hero tears her blouse open, grabs a bottle of Chardonnay and starts pouring it all over her breasts. "Pierre! What are you doing?", asks the bewildered Marie. "I am Pierre the famous French fighter pilot! When I have white meat, I like to have white wine!" They resume their passionate interlude and things really steam up. Marie leans close to his ear and whispers, "Pierre, kiss me lower!" Our hero, grabs a bottle of Cognac and pours it in her lap. He then strikes a match and lights it on fire. Marie shrieks and dives into the river. Standing waist deep, Marie throws her arms upwards and screams furiously, "PIERRE, what in the hell do you think you're doing?" Our hero stands up, defiantly, and says, "I am Pierre the famous French fighter pilot! When I go down, I go down in flames!"

Having just moved into his new office, a pompous, new colonel was sitting at his desk when an airman knocked on the door. Conscious of his new position and wanting to show how important he was, the colonel quickly picked up the phone, told the airman to enter, then said into the phone, "Yes, General, I'll be seeing him this afternoon and I'll pass along your message. In the meantime, thank you for your good wishes, sir." Feeling as though he had sufficiently impressed the young enlisted man, he asked, "What do you want?" "Nothing important, sir," the airman replied, "I'm just here to hook up your telephone."

I have a weird sense of humor but that end bit with the loo is priceless.