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. She starts
screaming and she stands up in the front of the plane. "I AM 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 that
can make me feel like a WOMAN??!"
For a moment there is absolute silence Everyone has forgotten their own
peril, and they all stare, riveted and stunned, at the desperate woman in
the front of the plane. Then, a mysterious man stands up in the rear of
the plane. "I can make you feel like a woman," he says.
He is gorgeous! Tall, built, with long, flowing black hair, jet black eyes
and a beautiful tan, he starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning
his shirt one button at a time. No one moves. The woman is breathing
heavily in anticipation as the stranger approaches. He removes his shirt. Muscles ripple across his bulging chest as he reaches her, and extends the arm holding his shirt to the trembling woman, and whispers:
"Iron this."
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"the memories of a man in his old age,
are deeds of a man in his prime"