Post by Miska on Feb 3, 2005 11:34:58 GMT 11
On a recent transatlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm. The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when one wing is struck by lightning. One woman in particular loses it. Screaming, she stands up in front of the plane. “I’m to young to die,” she wails. Then she yells. “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 fell like a WOMAN!?”<br>For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril. The all stared, riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.
Then a greek man stands up in the rear of the plane. He is gorgeous: tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt.
…one button at a time
….no one moves
….he removes his shirt
…muscles ripple across his chest
…she gasps…<br>
…he whispers
…. “iron this.”<br>
Is there ANYONE on this plane who can make me fell like a WOMAN!?”<br>For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril. The all stared, riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.
Then a greek man stands up in the rear of the plane. He is gorgeous: tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt.
…one button at a time
….no one moves
….he removes his shirt
…muscles ripple across his chest
…she gasps…<br>
…he whispers
…. “iron this.”<br>
hehehe
SNOOPY!!!!
