On a Transatlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm.
The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when a
wing is struck by lightning. A woman in first class loses control.
Screaming, she stands up in the front of the plane. "I`m too young
to die!". A nearby lady tries to comfort her, but she won`t be
comforted. Suddenly she yells, "Well, if I`m going to die, I want
my last minutes of life to count for something! I`ve had plenty of sex in
my life, but no one has ever made me really feel like a woman! Well, I`ve
had it! Is there ANYONE on this plane who can make me feel like a WOMAN??"
For a moment there is silence. Distracted from their own peril,
all stare at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.
Then, a man in business class stands up. "I can make you feel
like a woman," he says. From his appearance it is obvious he
is a man with whom a woman would like to pass her last moments.
He walks up the aisle, slowly unbuttoning his shirt as he walks.
No one moves. The woman is breathing heavily in anticipation as
the handsome man approaches. He removes his shirt. The sight
of his bare torso brings a gasp of delight from the woman.
He reaches for her, holding his shirt toward the trembling woman,
and whispers: "Iron this."