Got a little story for you ags... Think it was fall of '72 in Duncan, could have been spring '73 though. White belts were gassing off and talk eventually turned to the mythical Flight of the Buzzard, who had the stones to order it, what fish would be the Buzzard, and who would be the target. By the '70's this was an outlawed 'tradition' and therefore a rammable offense. Is 'rammable' a word?
Don't remember which whitebelt ordered the mission, but in our outfit it was a senior privilege to order the flight and a fish privilege to carry it out. My fish old lady got the nod (names will remain classified to protect the guilty) and we (as a fish class in F2) were all schooled in what it meant and how to perform this senior detail.
The buzzard crammed his mouth full of ketchup, mustard, mayo, and other delights until it was drooling down his mouth. Hard to keep the mouth closed when you are laughing your azz off, and then the buzzard "took off" on the flight. In a very slow motion, the buzzard flapped his wings and circled...looking for the prey. By now most of Duncan knew what was happening and most zips were standing on their chairs looking to see who was going to get it...or worried it might be them based on the outfit sending the buzzard.
The buzzard made a few mock attempts at settling on a prey but kept circling in an ever wider manner. I don't remember who the mandated target was, but doubt our buzzard hit that target...most likely a target of his own choosing since once he was committed and ballistic, it was hard to call him back.
Now zips all over Duncan were running for the doors to get away, but plenty stayed to see and take their chances. When the buzzard finally settled on a victim (I swear I don't remeber who), the circling turned tighter and then the telltail short, choppy wing motion with the buzzard's arms was evident for the 'landing' of the buzzard. Before the victim could get away, the buzzard 'puked' his load up on the deserving whitebelt. The roar in Duncan was deafening, mostly from zips thankful it was not them.
We got senior privileges and then that ax fell...but who cares.