| An F16 is flying across the plains of Afghanistan on patrol. It's pilot is happily roaring along at Mach 2, when he looks out his window to the left. Right next to him is a flying carpet. Two bearded men are sitting on the blue and gold carpet, cross-legged. One appears to be piloting the carpet, and the other is holding a kalashnikov across his lap. Terrified, the pilot swings into evasive maneuvers - swinging the plane round in a loop the loop, twisting across the sky in an effort to get away from the carpet, but when he finally looks back over his shoulder, the carpet is still there, sitting right next to his plane. "Sh*t!" says the pilot, absolutely flabbergasted. He looks to the right this time, and there's another one! This carpet is red, gold and green, again, with one man piloting, and another holding the weapon. By now the pilot is frantic to get away. He really starts pushing his plane to the limits, pushing out chaff, flares and throwing it around the sky in turns so tight, he almost blacks out from the G-forces. Finally, he levels off, turns back, and sees the two carpets right ahead of him. With a shout of triumph, he shoots one down with a Stinger missile, and the other is blown up in a hail of high velocity bullets. Elated, he heads back to his aircraft carrier. One landed, he jumps out of the plane to cheers and shouts of joy. Raising his fists in the air in a gesture of triumph, he's delighted. Finally the furor calms down enough for him to make out the Captain of the ship pushing his way through the crowds, shouting and yelling. Eventually he works out that the Captain is furious. He's never seen him so mad. Wondering what's going on, he clambers down from the plane to confront his Captain. "What's wrong?" he asks, "I got him, didn't I?!" "You stupid idiot!" blusters the Captain. "They were Allied Carpets!!!!" |
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