Helping to keep this thread derailed (and for the Viper drivers out there - if you can't take a poking (STS) by Rainman, you need to go find your sense of humor. This stuff is funny!)
Lean, Mean, Flameout Machine.
I SHALL RETURN...Well, I might.
Mach Nix.
The F-16. Takes a licking, and takes a licking.
Have you hugged your chute today?
This Vehicle Makes Frequent Stops.
I came. I saw. I bingo'd.
No deposit, no return.
We've spent so much money on this thing that we can't afford to admit we were wrong.
A triumph of style over substance.
The best damn second place fighter in the world.
Instead of a CAS mod, we're going to install a roll bar.
And now with this LANTIRN thing and our new Block 40's, we can hit the ground at NIGHT!
We cover the target like a thong bikini.
And BINGO is my Name-O.
We crash more airplanes before 9-o'clock than most people crash all day.
Last in the talent show, but first in the swimsuit competition.
Lose a few, lose a few.
Feet and knees together, eyes on the horizon...
Designated no-hitter.
Everything you wanted in a fighter and less.
Optimist: F-16 pilot who's worried about dying from cancer.
Hey, today we didn't lose a single jet.
This is going to hurt me more than it's going to hurt you.
User friendly... if you've got three hands.
If we have a war with BDUs, we've got 'em beat.
Careful badguys...I'm carrying BOTH bombs today. I'm talkin' wall-to-wall MK-82's Pal.
If I carried more weapons, and if I had enough gas, and if I could actually hit the target, and if I had some more REALLY expensive electrons so I could find you, and if my motor didn't quit, and if My wings didn't crack, Boy, I'd really teach you a lesson!