Wanda and Lawrence decided on a mission. After a 16-hour flight, they were in a bar in LA having a relaxing drink. Wanda had been the pilot and Lawrence a flight attendant.
Did either belong to the Mile-High Club? No. Perhaps they should? Yes? Perhaps they would? Yes?
Both resolved on the return flight in a few days to join such a prestigious club.
The moment had arrived. The plane was on auto pilot. The co-pilot was stretching his legs.
“This is you captain speaking,” said Wanda. “We are now cruising at an altitude of 36 thousand feet. We are currently 98 kilometres from flying over Tahiti. I will let you know when that occurs.”
Lawrence entered the captain’s cabin (in a manner of speaking). The flight was swift.
“We are now passing over Tahiti,” said Wanda trying to sound composed.
Lawrence’s reappearance in the passenger area was greeted with mild applause.
I have a feeling that I shouldn’t understand this
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Ha ha! 😀
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I don’t understand ……..
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May those who don’t understand forever remain in a state of misunderstanding…
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Neither do I….
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OK – she forgot to turn off the intercom…
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And all the usual voyeurs became écouteurs…..
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! The fact that there was only mild applause perhaps implies that the inflight movie was more interesting…
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I love educational blogs such as yours!
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LOL! I think today you comment must take the prize (if there was one!)
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Please organise a prize, and make it retrospective. (Is that the correct word? It means I want to be the winner!)
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Just help yourself to any art work in Florence.
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Watch out for him, Yvonne. He once nominated me for an award and when I asked if there was any money in it, he said “Yes, heaps.” I’m still waiting for the cheque to come in the mail.
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OMG – that’s the 4th time my money’s got lost in the mail.
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I guess General Delivery is having a hot time in the old town tonight!
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I’m proud to have been the sponsor.
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Look out your window. There’s a thousand bucks roaming around out there.
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Egads! Who’s going to pick up after them?
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But therein lies your real prize: sell it off as organic manure!
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A business enterprise just made to ordure…..
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All you people are so in-manure.
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The David!!!!!
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But he’s naked! 😦
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So??? I’ll get the old Singer sewing machine revved up. He’d look good in a toga, perhaps.
(Naked is OK, anyhow.)
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Toga!
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The passengers were forced to listen in as she vocally mapped their approach towards Tahiti. But that Co-pilot is the real voyeur: no mention of him leaving the two to privacy?!
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The co-pilot was a problem in the story. Fortunately we are all capable of suspending disbelief!
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Or suspending his license for allowing it to happen!
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Reminded me of an incident on a Qantas flight involving an actor and a flight attendant a few years ago
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There was a joke about Air New Zealand and a Flight Attendant, which I shall not repeat fully: Fly Air New Zealand: the only airline that gives a ….
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Next time, I am asking God to make me Lawrence.
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You can be the co-pilot stretching your legs! I’m busy!
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