Off Camera, that crazy Jesse Jackson will do anything.

All Pedro ever wanted to do was smuggle Coke into America.
He's living the dream baby, Living the Dream.

...the soldiers who shot down McCain's plane in Vietnam.

Now put your left hand on the throttle arm and pull...NO, NO! That's not the throttle arm.

With no more acting work available, Emmanuel Lewis has returned to the workforce as an airline pilot.

Mission Accomplished!

The Few.
The Proud.
The Venezualen Airforce.

Captain CAAAAAAAVEMAAAAAAAAANNNN!!!!

(I'm so glad I'm not a seat cushion)

Me know where Bin Laden is hiding.

Sometimes I wonder if globalization is moving too fast.

Citing budget cuts, Delta has announced their plans outsource their airline pilots.

If Barack Obama no need experience to run U.S.
then Pablo no need experience to fly plane.

Mustafa and his lover Ng, are excited about their long awaited trip to California to finally tie the knot.

FLAVOR FLAVE!

Now just take a firm grasp of the flight stick.....yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh....riiiiiiiiiight there....that's it...

Well, that's 'a' joystick, it might not be 'the' joystick.

Attention Houston, our love mission is out of control.

The Gods Must Be Crazy II, Helicopter Boogaloo.

Say hello to my.....ahem...."little" friend

As we prepare for takeoff, please be sure your tray tables and penis gourds are in their full, upright positions.

Welcome ladies and gentle-mon to Rastafari Airlines flight #4 1/2. As soon as we get the pig off the runway and finish duct-taping the left wing we'll try to take off. After we reach our cruising altitude of 155 feet, the stripper-desses will begin to pass the herb from the front of the smoking section to the back of the smoking section. The last row is the only non-smoking section. Okay, looks like we're clear to take off. Everyone say a prayer to Jah and we'll give it a go. Thanks for trying to fly with us today. We almost made it last time. Jah bless...

While tracing the origin of the famous Echowood Ass Crickets we found ourselves face to face with this little fella.

So there we were just talking at a Cabo bar and I take a drink, the beer didn't taste right so I figured it was just Mexican made beer.
The next thing I remember, is waking up sore as hell and this little fella.
I think that little bastard slipped me a ruffie.

Though working for Reuters News agency is rewarding, There are days that I just cant hack the actors that we drag from job to job.
Take for example Sajib, he can cry in front of bombed buildings and burn American flags better than the rest of them, but on his off time, hes just a joking pain in the ass.

It was just a Joke, Rodrigo said, as they loaded him up on a bus headed for Guantanamo bay.
Deep inside he knew the custom Jimmy cap was probably a mistake.

Jump on in. If we're out of space you can sit on my lap!