Ode to a "Fluger"

Recently the Wheeled Wingers have been trying to be promotional experts to support the funding of our build for the flugtag in Chicago. In the process of doing so I have come to the realization that most people don't know what it means to partake in the flugtag and what it is to be a "fluger". As I was asking around if people would support our team by purchasing a t-shirt with our team logo on it (located in photos below) I realized that most people don't have an appreciation for the finer things in life (or what in the hell i was asking them to support). While pondering the people's reactions I decided that it was time to share the fluging experience with the rest of the world (or at least anyone who is crazy enough to take the time to listen to the group of flugers ramble on about their building experience and adventures). Most people can pick up on what Flugtag means from the German language, but that doens't mean that you know what it is to be a fluger! A fluger is someone who is adventerous and wants to do something out of the norm for a certain period of time in their life, it's someone who wants to be able to drink enough Red Bull that they become dependant on it throughout the day, and if they don't consume at least two a day they will get a headache from the lack of taurine seeping through their bodies. It is someone who wakes up every morning thinking about how to grind a bolt down on a craft that will only end up flying for 7 glorious seconds before it plummets to its watery grave. It is someone who thinks holding a frozen bottle of booze on a scolding hot bolt will magically cool it down enough to not continue to melt through the PVC. It is someone who is crazy enough and creative enough to find, quite possibly, the craziest 80's song possible and decide to dance around to it for a minute and fifteen seconds. Being a fluger requires so much passion and determinatin that you are willing to bleed over this flying machine (or at least wrap extra PVC in foam and beat eachother senseless until you can't stand anymore). It means that you will dedicate every available Sunday that you have (this is serious, the DAY OF REST) to the successful build of this craft.
People will never understand what it truly means to be a fluger until they are covered in insulating foam or PVC dust and until you have so much PVC primer in their bloodstream that they think they are starting to have kidney failure. When you have consumed enough left over Little Caesars Pizza to feed a small village and grilled enough hotdogs to re-create the ass of the pig and cow, then you can start to call yourself a fluger. Believe me people, this is not something for the timid and weak. This is for all of the people who feel that they can rack their brain with creative ideas, and who ignore all of the employees at Home Depot when they tell you that there are no video cameras allowed in the store. This is for everyone who feels like they will have to have the support of friends to break their Red Bull addiction, or who fear for the lives of their friends because they are afraid he will break his skull open during a 30 foot drop, or to the group of people who will go that extra distance to make sure that shirts and beer koozies are produced for the betterment of a good time in Chicago. This is for the FEW, the PROUD, the FLUGERS!!!