system

Reminds me of a story I heard long ago from a old freight hauler. One flight in the wee hours of the moring, with long intervals of silence on the radio, a tired-sounding voice interrupted the stillness:

UNKNOWN: Yaaaaaaawn… I’m #$%&ing bored…
CONTROLLER: Station broadcasting, this frequency is designated for air traffic control. Identify yourself!
–Brief silence–
UNKNOWN: I said I was #$%&ing bored, not #$%&ing stupid.

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system

And you remind me of a story about nude sunbathers caught in the act by a boat passing along the river. The young people all race to cover their privates, but the old guy just covers his face.