Only a Minnesota man can make you feel like a woman.

A plane passed through a severe storm. The turbulence
was awful, and things went from bad to worse when
one wing was struck by lightning.
One woman lost it completely. She stood up in the front of the plane and screamed, "I'm too young to die," she cried. Then she yelled, "If I'm going to die, I want my last minutes onearth to be memorable! Is there anyone on this plane
who can make me feel like a woman?"

For a moment, there was silence. Everyone stared at the desperate woman in the front of the plane. Then a man from
Minnesota stood up in the rear of the plane. He was
handsome, tall, well built, with dark brown hair And
hazel eyes.
Slowly, he started to walk up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt as he went, one button at a time.
No one moved. He removed his shirt. Muscles rippled
across his chest. She gasped... Then, he spoke...

"Iron this -- and then get me a beer."





"All people smile in the same language"