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 the front of

the plane. "I'm too 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 feel like a WOMAN?"

For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril.

They all stared, riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.

Then an Italian 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...

 

..............He whispers...

 

............."Iron this, and get me something to eat...."

d*mn right

This reminds be of a funny site I came across one day (not sure if it still works)

 

http://www.bitchgetmeasandwich.com

hey punks! i don't know how to iron or cook and i'm keeping it that way. i'll find a man to do that for me *whip noise*. hahah i admit the joke was funny though.

good look BroadwayBaby...the only guys who'll do that for you are gay, so I dont think they are interested....lol j/k

hehe well i was only joking, but i have been known to be very persuasive lol *cough cough*

hmmmm