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Oh Goshes! Looks like the Air Farce Jet Jockeys Crapped out and Absquatulated! Is there no one left to defend Earth from the scourge of the Evil Wicked Aliens and their fearsome Plywood Saucer? (let’s hope not, as they are our dramatis personae)… So, Is it GAME OVER for us, are we Dirt Creatures all horribly Doomed, in the most Horriblest of Horrible ways?!? Obviously I’m not about to let the Katz out of the bag just yet, guess you’ll just need to keep on reading the strip to find out…
Also, thanx and/or apologies to Akira Toriyama, from which we um… “Borrowed” the Puppy Poo on a stick gag, also the “UFO” label for the Plywood Saucer… Both from his insanely great, or maybe just insane, “Dr. Slump” manga…
Well, guess this answers the question of who these pilots are… obviously rich-kid playboys of the ANG, with no idea of just how expensive those AtA missiles are, and no concern with how much damage the falling target might have done in the city below… But deeply sensitive, of course, about such little details as having a gob of puppy-poo plastered in their face by the slipstream…
Ha! I knew they’d never get a lock with that modern stuff. You want to take that wonky-moving, super-slow thing down you’d better go after it with a Sopwith or an Albatross DVa. (Of course it takes a real pilot to fly one of those.) Puppy poop on a stick? No worries. Just pretend you’re flying formation behind Snoopy.
Well, THAT was easy…
Notice the “downed” fighter’s callsign? WIMP1. About says it all, right?
Well, just let me say this about that. Read my lips! Make no mistake, that wasn’t me! Don’t say it was… wouldn’t be prudent.
Thanx to Walt for that call sign – I’d had a different one that was too long… “Sierra Charlie Able Romeo Echo Delta Yankee two” or, “Scaredy 2″, but military nomenclature needs to be kept as short as possible…