Here's to you WINGMAN...

...No not really MY wingman, but a figurative wingman in CONUS (the CONtinental United States to you non-military types...although this ode could include Alaska and Hawaii) that actually has a life and can meet single women and interact socially.

Not my wingman, who might save my life by pointing out someone shooting at me or power lines or a flock of birds that I'm about to hit...no song for you...well, there is a song for you, it's called The Legend of Shaved Dog's Ass...but that is neither here nor there right now.

Here's to you wingman...
H/T Innocent Bystanders