Fighter, fighter, flying low
How the hell should the policeman know?
Pilot, pilot, flying fast,
Why the hell didn’t you fire that bloody blast?
Courtesy of Andrei Postelnicu.
sâmbătă, 21 ianuarie 2012
Fighter, fighter, flying low, How the heck should the radar know?
Scris de Turambar at 13:39
Etichete: A sense of catastrophe in the fresh winter air, Airplanes, Destul de perfect, Fun, Politie, UK, War
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nice! ce poveste faina de povestit la gura sobei nepotilor..
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