Foreign Hornet Driver showing off for the ladies at an airshow party, cannot badmouth F-16's and viper drivers enough. One of the ladies present, call sign "Combat Pat", is a viper wife, WWII fighter pilot's daughter, and not to be trifled with. After all attempts to solicit some minimal hint of respect fail, Combat Pat, spotting a target of opportunity, grabs hold of his inconveniently displayed boxers and all 5 feet and 100 pounds of her delivers a world class wedgie. Said Foreign Hornet Driver squeals like a girl. The party (a well attended NATO affair) stops. With all eyes on the pair, Combat Pat, in her sweetest voice asks "Did I mention my husband flies F-16's?" and walks away. Haven't heard much from Wedge lately.