turq66
Well-Known Member
On a transatlantic flight, a plane passed through a severe storm.
>
> The turbulence was awful, and things went from bad to worse when one wing was struck by lightning.
>
> One woman in particular lost it.
> Screaming, she stood up in the front of the plane. "I'm too young to die," she wailed.
>
> Then she yelled, "Well, if I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on earth to be memorable! Is there anyone on this plane who can make me feel like a WOMAN?"
> For a moment there was silence.
> Everyone had forgotten their own peril. Eyes riveted, they all stared at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.
>
> Then a man from Texas stood up in the rear of the plane.
> He was handsome, tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
> Slowly, he started to walk up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a time.
>
> No one moved.
>
> He removed his shirt.
> Muscles rippled across his chest.
>
> She gasped...
>
> Then the man from Texas said, "Iron this -- and then get me a beer."
>
> The turbulence was awful, and things went from bad to worse when one wing was struck by lightning.
>
> One woman in particular lost it.
> Screaming, she stood up in the front of the plane. "I'm too young to die," she wailed.
>
> Then she yelled, "Well, if I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on earth to be memorable! Is there anyone on this plane who can make me feel like a WOMAN?"
> For a moment there was silence.
> Everyone had forgotten their own peril. Eyes riveted, they all stared at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.
>
> Then a man from Texas stood up in the rear of the plane.
> He was handsome, tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
> Slowly, he started to walk up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a time.
>
> No one moved.
>
> He removed his shirt.
> Muscles rippled across his chest.
>
> She gasped...
>
> Then the man from Texas said, "Iron this -- and then get me a beer."
