It has been 20 years, and SniperCJ probably knows all about this, but holy shit I have not laughed this hard in years. I did a little skydiving this past weekend, and since it had been 20 years I owed a couple cases of beer to the sky-gods.
Late Saturday when the the last load was manifested, we cracked the coolers and had a few adult beverages. That's when one of the guys came out with a clipboard taking a buck from each person asking for their "number".
That "number" was your guess how many jumpers on the last load would not at least make a standard standup landing, or Biff. The person who guesses right gets the cash just like bingo.
So add a couple beers and everyone is out on the edge of the landing area cheering for their victims, first jumper comes screaming in doing a killer swoop...crowd cheer goes up until Joe Swooper nails it for a perfect turf surf and stand up landing...and a huge sad "awwwwwwwwww" sweeps the crowd, which goes on for all 12 jumpers.
God I've missed partying with skydivers.
Late Saturday when the the last load was manifested, we cracked the coolers and had a few adult beverages. That's when one of the guys came out with a clipboard taking a buck from each person asking for their "number".
That "number" was your guess how many jumpers on the last load would not at least make a standard standup landing, or Biff. The person who guesses right gets the cash just like bingo.
So add a couple beers and everyone is out on the edge of the landing area cheering for their victims, first jumper comes screaming in doing a killer swoop...crowd cheer goes up until Joe Swooper nails it for a perfect turf surf and stand up landing...and a huge sad "awwwwwwwwww" sweeps the crowd, which goes on for all 12 jumpers.
God I've missed partying with skydivers.
