On a long international flight one of the plane's wings 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! I've had plenty of excitement 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.

Everyone has forgotten their own peril, and they all stare, riveted, at
the desperate creature in the front of the plane. Then, a man stands up
in the rear of the plane. 'I can make you feel like a woman,' he says.

He's gorgeous. Tall, well built, with long flowing black hair and jet
black eyes, 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 strange man
approaches.

He removes his shirt. Muscles ripple across his chest.

As he reaches her, and extends the arm holding his shirt to the
trembling woman, he whispers:

'Iron this

oh geez!

oh heck no...