Another Yankee Dog Capitalist Lackey story. We give them more moo shoo than they can handle, we throw in cokes, we don't even pistol whip them. And how do they thank us? Bitch, bitch, bitch! And, to prove my point, I've flown Continental. "First Class meal?" OOOHHH! More frozen fruit and an extra bag of party mix, please! But we are sorry about the mayday calls. He should have known that here he should have said MAO-DAY.