[ARCHIVED THREAD] - Why do chicks think pilots are hot? (Page 2 of 2)
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Women find competency sexy, or at least attractive. A pilot is assumed to be competent, or at least his competency is fairly obvious. . . . He (or she!) is controlling a large, complex machine and nominally, has the lives of many people in their hands. . . . And it's an exciting job. Guys that fly are adventurous. That's attractive. |
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Quoted: Quoted: Pilots are the ultimate in swave and deboner, and their swagger makes their position in the pile of desirable mates obvious, not to mention their radio voice. Plus they're snappy dressers, and wimmenz are curious about just exactly what they carry in those big, black boxes. One of the funniest things that evey happened to me was the day I pulled into a parking spot at Oshkosh and this purty gal comes over and asks, "Is this a Luscombe? I love Luscombe's." Then she wrapped her arms around the cowling and gave the airplane a big hug, and me a big grin. I guess I needed a cartoon with detailed instructions. Hmmmmmmm Apparently pilots, despite all their suave-ness, can't get it up. Poor guys....   ETA: For the curious, it's "debonaire", literally meaning "of a good air" in French. |
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Pilots are the ultimate in swave and deboner, and their swagger makes their position in the pile of desirable mates obvious, not to mention their radio voice. Plus they're snappy dressers, and wimmenz are curious about just exactly what they carry in those big, black boxes. One of the funniest things that evey happened to me was the day I pulled into a parking spot at Oshkosh and this purty gal comes over and asks, "Is this a Luscombe? I love Luscombe's." Then she wrapped her arms around the cowling and gave the airplane a big hug, and me a big grin. I guess I needed a cartoon with detailed instructions. Hmmmmmmm Apparently pilots for all their suave-ness can't get it up. Poor guys....
Pilots get it up every time they take command of the cockpit. |
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Pilots are the ultimate in swave and deboner, and their swagger makes their position in the pile of desirable mates obvious, not to mention their radio voice. Plus they're snappy dressers, and wimmenz are curious about just exactly what they carry in those big, black boxes. One of the funniest things that evey happened to me was the day I pulled into a parking spot at Oshkosh and this purty gal comes over and asks, "Is this a Luscombe? I love Luscombe's." Then she wrapped her arms around the cowling and gave the airplane a big hug, and me a big grin. I guess I needed a cartoon with detailed instructions. Hmmmmmmm Apparently pilots for all their suave-ness can't get it up. Poor guys....
Pilots get it up every time they take command of the cockpit. I used to love giving aerobatic rides to tough guys. Warm up with an aileron roll and maybe a loop, then give them a view of the world on the down line of a hammer head turn, maybe with a roll on the way down, terminated with a hard contest style turn to level flight at the bottom. The view through the windscreen causes a great sucking noise from the passenger, and the turn breaks out the little sweaty beads! Great fun. Snaps at the top of a loop are also entertaining, generally bringing out, "WTF was that! |
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Pilots are the ultimate in swave and deboner, and their swagger makes their position in the pile of desirable mates obvious, not to mention their radio voice. Plus they're snappy dressers, and wimmenz are curious about just exactly what they carry in those big, black boxes. One of the funniest things that evey happened to me was the day I pulled into a parking spot at Oshkosh and this purty gal comes over and asks, "Is this a Luscombe? I love Luscombe's." Then she wrapped her arms around the cowling and gave the airplane a big hug, and me a big grin. I guess I needed a cartoon with detailed instructions. Hmmmmmmm Apparently pilots for all their suave-ness can't get it up. Poor guys....
Pilots get it up every time they take command of the cockpit. I used to love giving aerobatic rides to tough guys. Warm up with an aileron roll and maybe a loop, then give them a view of the world on the down line of a hammer head turn, maybe with a roll on the way down, terminated with a hard contest style turn to level flight at the bottom. The view through the windscreen causes a great sucking noise from the passenger, and the turn breaks out the little sweaty beads! Great fun. Snaps at the top of a loop are also entertaining, generally bringing out, "WTF was that! Sounds like fun :) Posted Via AR15.Com Mobile |
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I used to love giving aerobatic rides to tough guys. Warm up with an aileron roll and maybe a loop, then give them a view of the world on the down line of a hammer head turn, maybe with a roll on the way down, terminated with a hard contest style turn to level flight at the bottom. The view through the windscreen causes a great sucking noise from the passenger, and the turn breaks out the little sweaty beads! Great fun. Snaps at the top of a loop are also entertaining, generally bringing out, "WTF was that! Sounds like fun. I don know if it will happen but there has been some talk of having a little intro to aerobatics day here this summer Id like to get in on. Im curious if the inverted system still works in the KCAB. |
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Pilots are the ultimate in swave and deboner, and their swagger makes their position in the pile of desirable mates obvious, not to mention their radio voice. Plus they're snappy dressers, and wimmenz are curious about just exactly what they carry in those big, black boxes. One of the funniest things that evey happened to me was the day I pulled into a parking spot at Oshkosh and this purty gal comes over and asks, "Is this a Luscombe? I love Luscombe's." Then she wrapped her arms around the cowling and gave the airplane a big hug, and me a big grin. I guess I needed a cartoon with detailed instructions. Hmmmmmmm Apparently pilots for all their suave-ness can't get it up. Poor guys....
Pilots get it up every time they take command of the cockpit. I used to love giving aerobatic rides to tough guys. Warm up with an aileron roll and maybe a loop, then give them a view of the world on the down line of a hammer head turn, maybe with a roll on the way down, terminated with a hard contest style turn to level flight at the bottom. The view through the windscreen causes a great sucking noise from the passenger, and the turn breaks out the little sweaty beads! Great fun. Snaps at the top of a loop are also entertaining, generally bringing out, "WTF was that! I imagine after about four maneuvers it's time to bring them back in so you don't have to clean up a messy airplane. |
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Quoted: Quoted: Pilots are the ultimate in swave and deboner, and their swagger makes their position in the pile of desirable mates obvious, not to mention their radio voice. Plus they're snappy dressers, and wimmenz are curious about just exactly what they carry in those big, black boxes. One of the funniest things that evey happened to me was the day I pulled into a parking spot at Oshkosh and this purty gal comes over and asks, "Is this a Luscombe? I love Luscombe's." Then she wrapped her arms around the cowling and gave the airplane a big hug, and me a big grin. I guess I needed a cartoon with detailed instructions. Hmmmmmmm You caught that too. I see somebody has read Chickenhawk. |
| When I was stationed at Nellis AFB, the home of the fighter pilot by the way. I used to patronize a dive bar across the street from the base. Fighter pilots used to belly up there all the time. It didn't matter how the guy looked, all that mattered to the bar flies was that he was a pilot. I never saw what the draw would be to these guys. Most pilots I knew were sophomoric alcoholics with really gay nicknames. It was rare to meet a fighter pilot that wasn't a total numb nut under Lt Col. |
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$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ I think the few pilots who make lotsa dollar signs are into the "I'm a grandpa" stage. Commercial pilots make good money. Lots of young guys come out of the military into decent paying commercial jobs and it goes up from there. |
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$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ I think the few pilots who make lotsa dollar signs are into the "I'm a grandpa" stage. Commercial pilots make good money. Lots of young guys come out of the military into decent paying commercial jobs and it goes up from there. Military pilots that have the time in to get out of the military have to take a huge paycut to get hired by a major airline and then it will take 15 years and a Captain seat to get the same pay they were making in the mil 15 years ago. The days you speak off are long gone. |
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22 years old: Graduated from college. Go to military flight school. Become hot shot fighter pilot. Get married.
25 years old: Have 1st kid. Now hotshot fighter jock getting shot at in war. Just want to get back to USA in one piece. Get back to USA as primary flight instructor pilot. Get bored. Volunteer f or war again. 29 years old: Get back from war all tuckered out. Wants out of military. 30 years old: Join airline. World is your oyster. 31 years old: Buy flashy car, house and lots of toys. Get over the military poverty feeling. 32 years old: Divorce boring 1st wife. Pay child support and maintenance. Drink lots of booze and screw around while looking for 2nd wife. 33 years old: Furloughed. Join military reserve unit and fly for fun. Repeat above for a few more years. 35 years old: Airline recall. More screwing around but looking forward to a good marriage and settling down. 36 years old: Marry young spunky 25 year old flight attendant. 37 years old: Buy another house. Gave first one to first wife. 38 years old: Give in to second wife to have more kids. Father again. Wife concerned about "risky" military Reserve flying so you resign commission. 39 years old: Now a captain. Hooray! Upgrade house, buy boat, small single engine airplane and even flashier cars. 42 years old: 2nd wife runs off with wealthy investment banker but still wants to share house (100%). 43 years old: Settle with wife # 2 and resolve to stay away from women forever. Seek a position as a check Captain for 10% pay override to pay mounting bills. Move into 1 bedroom apartment with window air conditioners. 44 years old: Company resizes and you're returned to copilot status. 25% pay cut. Become simulator instructor for 10 % override pay. 49 years old: Captain again. Move into 2-bedroom luxury apartment with central air conditioning. 50 years old: Meet sexy Danish model on International trip. She loves You and says you are very "beeeeg!" 51 years old: Marry sexy Danish model for wife #3. Buy big house, boat, twin engine airplane and upgrade cars. 52 years old: Sexy model wants kids (not again). Resolve to get vasectomy. 54 years old: Try to talk wife out of kids, but presto, she's pregnant. She says she got sick after taking the pill. Accident, sorry, won't happen again. 55 years old: Father of triplets. 56 years old: Wife #3 wants very big house, bigger boat and very flashy cars, "worried" about your private flying and wants you to sell twin engine airplane. You give in. You buy a motorcycle and join motorcycle club. 57 years old: Make rash investments to try and have enough money for retirement. 59 years old: Lose money on rash investment a nd get audited by the IRS. You have to fly 100% International night trips just to keep up with child support and alimony to wife #1 and #2. 60 years old: Wife #3 (sexy model) says you're too damned old and no fun. She leaves. She takes most of your assets. You're forced to retire due to Age 60 rule. No money left. 61 years old: Now Captain on a non-schedule South American 727 freight outfit and living in a non-air conditioned studio apartment directly underneath the final appro ach to runway 9 at Miami Int'l. You have "interesting" Hispanic neighbors who ask you if you've ever flown DC-3's. 65 years old: Lose FAA medical and get job as sim instructor. Don't look forward to years of getting up at 2 AM for 3 AM sim in every god-forsaken town you train in due to the fact your carrier can find cheap, off-hours sim time at various Brand X Airlines. 70 years old: Hotel alarm clock set by previous FedEx crewmember goes Off at 1:00 AM. Have heart attack and die with smile on face. Happy at last! |
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women are attracted to anyone who can do something most men can't. I can't tell you how much pussy I got in highschool just because I was the only guy who could breakdance. Id go to a school dance, throw down, and set up the numbered ticket machine in order to avoid fights over who gets the dick first. That pattern repeated itself when I began djing in nightclubs. It's as if women want to claim you as a trophy kinda like we do with women that have big tits or something. |