From Aunt Deena

Who can make me feel like a WOMAN?'

On a 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
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 stare, eyes
riveted, at the desperate woman in
the front of the plane.
Then a cowboy from Alberta
stands up in the rear of
the plane.
He is handsome: well built,
with dark brown hair and
blue 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. Then get me a beer."

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