A young guy in a
two-engine fighter was
flying escort for a B-52 and generally being a
nuisance, acting like
a hotdog, flying rolls around the lumbering old bomber.
The hotdog
said over the air, „Anything you can do, I can do better.“
The
veteran bomber pilot answered, „Try this hot-shot.“
The B-52
continued its flight, straight and level.
Perplexed, the hotdog asked,
„So? What did you do?“
„I just shut down two engines, kid.“
