Gotta love Cowboy Pilots


So I get on the plane Sunday night and we're about to pull away from the gate when the pilot comes out and grabs the microphone.

"Wanna thank y'all for flyin' with us. I'll be your lounge singer tonight . . . No, no, I'm flying the airplane, ain't I?"

Ten minutes later we're zipping on the taxiway to the runway, going so fast the wings are flapping. Suddenly he slams on the brakes.

"Just making sure you believe me when I say put your seat belts on."

We got to CA forty minutes early. God bless 'im.