I went to college at U of A in Tucson after my stint in the military.  The campus was in the flight path for Davis Monthan AFB, home of the A-mutherfucking-10.  We all notices that when the weather turned hot and the co-eds were out in their short-shorts, the Warthog jockeys seemed to be flying juuuuuust a little bit lower over the campus.

 

Maybe this is an informal part of the competition:  Which drone squadron can get the best cleavage shot, etc.

 

OH COME ON! Don't EVEN try to tell me this isn't going on...