>>It takes an Scotsman to make a Woman feel like a woman…
>>
>>
>>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 Scots man stands up in the rear of the plane.
>>He is gorgeous: tall, well built, with dark black 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,then get me something to eat…”