You Can Be My Wing Man, Anytime

Yes, I just saw Top Gun again.

I was at my father’s house eating dinner and afterwards my brother went into the other room to watch TV. After a while I heard these strange familiar sounds coming from the other room..music with the lyrics,”Take my breath awaaaay…”, F14s taking off, and before you know it I migrated into the living room like a zombie, and planted myself in front of the TV like it was 1986. I hung onto every last bit of dialogue, like it was poetry. Lines like, “I think it’s my fault that Goose died,” and “No, it’s not your fault,” and “You can be my wing man, anytime,” were like a balm to my soul. In order to hold its shape during an erection, it relies on increased blood flow in his veins cialis online shop and he may need to see a registered medical practitioner. However, it has been proven time and again the levitra 40 mg tens unit is mistaken for the Electric Muscle Stimulator, these two units differ. It cialis purchase online almost proves to be useful in a magical way to relax you. This might happen in the case of a woman where she loses the interest for sex and also become cheap viagra no prescription incapable to conceive and deliver an infant. And the finely cut scenes of “bogeys” flying around were like cotton candy to my eyes. For the next hour I was in a “Top Gun” trance that even the site of those 80’s bomber jackets (I know they’ll eventually come back in style, but I had to get rid of mine), could really pull me out of it.

The fact that Top Gun was a pro-military Bush #1 era movie seems like a distant dream when in the throws of a Top Gun trance. I think if Tim Robbins was actually in it (a small part), I’m forgiven for enjoying to watch it.

Just for today, I can enjoy the movie (not quite a film) Top Gun.