Mom, when I turn eighteen, I'm not going to college.
EXCUSE ME?
I'm going to Air Force college.
Oh. Like the Air Force Academy?
Yup.
Still college, baby - you go to regular classes, AND you do your military service on top of that.
Oh. Well, that's okay. As long as they teach me to fly B-2 Spirit bombers. I also want to fly an SR-71 Blackbird. And, of course, I would have to take an iPod with me.
Mmmmm?
So I can listen to "Blackbird," IN A BLACKBIRD.
Riiiiiight.
[Singing] BLACKBIRD SINGING IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT, TAKE THESE BROKEN WINGS AND LEARN TO FLY. ALL YOUR LIFE, YOU WERE ONLY WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT TO ARIIIIIIIIIIISE . . . .
It's possible that I have the coolest kids in the entire world.
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