I don’t need a piece of paper to put me in the air. Once I’m up there I’m up there. What are you gonna do about it? Call the sky police? To write me a sky ticket for not having a sky license? You best believe the only way to stop me is to shoot me down. Ain’t licensed to fly, ain’t afraid to die neither
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this is the correct approach to aviation. (for the FAA agents imbedded in my backside this is a joke)