Trip To France

Today one of the guys in my office was talking about what he would do if he knew the world was about to end. His answer reminded me of a story.

I had just graduated from high school. My mom being the very nice person she is had given me a trip to France for 3 weeks as a gift. A few people from my high school and some other students from a local high school were going on the trip as well. This was my first experience with traveling over seas, so I was a little nervous.

Don't get me wrong, I love traveling, but anytime you are in the air that long, and over that much water, your mind can play tricks on you. The plane was huge. People all around me were discussing the fun things they were going to do once they got to Paris. The air was full of excitement. That is when I decided to break the ice with the girl sitting next to me.

Her name was Jamie, and she had just graduated from high school. She was a very pretty , and I was very glad she was sitting next to me. The plane turned and readied itself for takeoff. That is when I spoke.

I turned to Jamie who was sitting on my left and said, "Jamie, I know you don't know me, but that doesn't matter. I need to tell you something. We are going to be in the air for a long time, and we are going to be over a lot of water. If at anytime the pilot comes on and says we are going down or we need to make an emergency landing, YOU AND ME ARE GOING TO HAVE SEX BECAUSE I AM NOT GOING OUT LIKE A SUCKER."

She looked at me like she was scared out of her mind. She did not say a word. The plane blasted down the run and took off. As soon as the plane signal came on that it was alright to move, Jamie got up and moved. She never returned to her seat. Not once.

Was I smooth or what?