I fucking love it! People on twitter like ole Glenn think they can just start joshing around with their online pals without nary a care for retribution. Occasionally, you’ll walk down the wrong Twitter alley and a former F-16 pilot will be there snapping his fingers and ready to dance.
You wanna belly up to a pilot’s bar, you better give your mom 3 days notice because she’s gonna need to get some bread, peanut butter, jelly, and a fresh pack of shark bites because you’ll need a packed lunch in order to sustain yourself during an all day country ass whoopin.
You wanna joke around about Trump’s comments on John McCain? That’s your right. Just don’t be surprised when Scott O’grady meets you with his right and left and then right again. As the old saying goes, “Flying is hours of boredom, punctuated by moments of stark terror.” Twitter is dark and full of terrors. I think Mr. Glenn knows that and he that he wants to remain Mr Glenn and not Mr Sweet Chin Music.