The following is a work of fiction: All of the people, places, an' events depicted are merely figments of the' authors' warped imaginations. Since it's our imaginations, we imagine that all of the' fictional characters are of legal age, an' all of their fictional activities are legal in their fictional jurisdiction. In fact, we further imagine that Plato was correct, an' we are all chained inside of a cave just watching shadows on the' wall.
Frannie's Groun' Sc'ool - 01 - Yer Fuel Sys'm - by Jamie an' Lisa - 1223 words - humor - hetero - toys -
Hi, welc'me to th' first employee trainin' film made by me fer Air Ark'nsas. I'm Francine, but mos' folk call me Frannie. I 'ave been ask'd to go o'er th' fuel system on th' Douglas DC-3 airplane. All of you're in luck, 'cause it's a pretty simple sys'em. So this ought not take too long. Assistin' me 'ere is our Pers'nel Man'ger Jewel an' our Op'rations Man'ger Edna. We also 'ave Copilot Daryl 'ere. He's runnin' the camera right now, but'll be on the screen later.
We're gonna start this here inside out. Just 'bout in th' center of th' instrument panel, we 'ave the Fuel S'lector Switch. We draw fuel fer both 'ngines off a the same tank. So we jus' 'ave the one switch an' it can only be one o' three places, Left Main, Right Main, or Auxil'ry. In addition to openin' an' closin' th' valves this switch connects th' fuel ga'ge located directly 'bove th' switch to th' tank yer are drawin' yer fuel from. Havin' a fuel gauge's real nice. But fer now we want yer to forget you 'ave it. Dippin' yer tank's th' real thing. It keeps ya safe an' b'sides that, it's fun. 'Kay, we'll cut 'way for a sec' ...
There we go, through th' magic of film-makin' we've gone from th' cockpit to out on th' wing. We're on th' left-wing 'cause that's w'ere th' auxil'ry tank is. Th' right wing's pretty much th' same except ever'thin's bass-ackwards from this one. An' it don' 'ave no auxil'ry tank to boot. This 'ere purty shaft's yer dipstick. Its a real nice smooth, pol'shed piece o' wood. It's so 'ard an' rugged an' it feels so nice in yer hand ... so ... uh ... What's I saying? Oh yeah, yer dipstick's every girl's bes' friend. Oh, guys don' be silly. S'all right if yer guys like t'em too. We know yer play with 'yer own whenever ya get th' chance.
Now there's a right way an' a wrong way to dip yer tanks. Th' stick should go in, nice an' solid at th' rear of yer hole at a 90-degree angle so yer get an acc'rate readin'. Since th' main an' auxil'ry tanks are different shapes, ther're two marked meas'ments on differ'nt sides o'yer dipstick. It's kind o' hard to read 'em out 'ere in th' bright daylight. So, jus' one sec' here ...