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None of These People Look Even Vaguely Like Maggie O’Connell, But I Still Vaguely Want To Become an Alaskan Bush Pilot

None of These People Look Even Vaguely Like Maggie O’Connell, But I Still Vaguely Want To Become an Alaskan Bush Pilot


Alaskan bush pilots. Honestly, other than cutting your cheeks with a razor, affecting a Heidelberg accent, and wearing a silk scarf all the time, is there any way to pull chicks in a bar that can compare?

I admit that there’s more of a hint of Jimmy Buffet than Jimmy Doolittle about these fellows’ appearance. We can’t have everything, can we? Someone has to shop in Banana Republic, so you don’t have to.

Every New Year, every Intertunnel wag writes a top ten list of failed predictions from years past. Number one is always, “Where’s my flying car?” It’s up in Fairbanks, dude. Screw up your courage and go get it.

Look, If You Can’t Even Figure Out Which End Of Your Go-Kart The Propeller Goes On, My Mom Won’t Let Me Fly With You

Look, If You Can’t Even Figure Out Which End Of Your Go-Kart The Propeller Goes On, My Mom Won’t Let Me Fly With You


Is that the coolest little flying rig you ever did see? It would make a great mail plane for places where no one lives and doesn’t get any mail anyway. You could land that thing just about anywhere that isn’t underwater. It’s got big, cushy tires for bouncing along the interstate in short bursts, too, to freak out the unsuspecting. Then you could strafe any survivors. Lotsa fun.

It says the fellow designed the plane himself. Like you couldn’t tell by looking at it. Here’s his website: Bushplanedesign.com

[Thanks to our friend Casey Klahn for sending that one along.]