Posted by: bueller | September 3, 2007

Junk Drawer: It Takes An Italian


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….If I am 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 lane. Then an Italian man stands up in the rear of the plane.  e is gorgeous: tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.

He starts to walk slowly up the aisle, nbuttoning his shirt… one button at a time…No one moves…He emoves his shirt… Muscles ripple across his chest ..She gasps……He hispers … Iron this, and get me something to eat.


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