B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for November 04, 2020

Must be Wile E Coyote’s lawyer.

Batman begins.

If you have any last words for him, tell him NOW.

Because TRUST Me. He WON’T survive the first “flight.”

I wanted to create something like that for Halloween! Just to scare the Normals! Devil Horns, Fangs, and wings that would move at the slightest command. My luck… they would have sent a priest to my door!

the precursor to DaVinci’s notebook

I wouldn’t get into a flap about it if I were you, Apteryx!

That may take years, are you sure YOU’LL be around when he figures it out?

“It’ll never fly, Orville.”

What if he never does?

I’m thinking that’s a bit like asking Wile E Coyote to teach you to hunt.

I’m halfway there. I can fly down; it is the “up” part I have trouble with.

Humans need a 55 foot wingspan and a chest proportionally the size of Dolly Partons only muscle instead. And Lance Armstrong’s best juice.

Coming up on 117 years in a month. All the scientists and rich people and directors of the Smithsonian could not figure it out until two brothers, bicycle mechanics and builders from Dayton, Ohio, did some research, built their own wind tunnel and built their own motor and were able to finally get a decent day in December of 1903 on an island off of the North Carolina coast. The take-off, light and landing of their first flight would fit inside the fuselage of a 747 stretch. Yes, I am an owner and pilot. Cessna P337G.

In 4000 years, some nut job conspiracy theorists will claim that as proof that they were visited by aliens.

That device will not furnish lift even if you have the power the wings are too small.

If he’d just drink a Red Bull…..

Condorman! Anybody? Woody Wilkins?

Aww, the apteryx looks so wistful.