A Treetop Falcon
There I was, minding my own business in our backyard, when I heard this ear splitting noise from above. An aeroplane, I thought at first, a jet. But no, it was that weird hairy pantsless guy from next door again, buzzing away in that Falcon ship with his smuggler pal. Always working on that piece of junk, “special modifications”, they say. Yeah, right! Don’t they have mufflers in those things? Really!
I managed to catch a photo of the clearly illegal low pass, I’l submit it to the local police, that’ll teach them.
Created by Vesa Lehtimäki