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.“
