Phil Perry Posted January 3, 2015 Posted January 3, 2015 AN old US Marine pilot called Jim sat down at the Starbucks counter, still wearing his old USMC flight suit and leather jacket, and ordered a drink. A young woman sat down next to him, then looked over and asked: “Are you a real pilot?” “Well, . . . . I’ve spent my whole life flying planes, first Stearmans, then the early Grummans,” said Jim. “I flew a Wildcat and Corsair in WWII, and later in the Korean conflict, Banshees and Cougars. I’ve taught more than 260 people to fly and given rides to hundreds, so I guess I am a pilot. And what are you?” “I’m a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about naked women,” she said. “As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about naked women. When I shower, I think about naked women. When I watch TV, I think about naked women. It seems everything makes me think of naked women.” The two sat sipping their drinks in silence. . . . A little while later, a young man sat down on the other side of Jim and asked: “Are you a real pilot?” > > > > > > “Well. . . . . .I always thought I was, but I just found out I’m a lesbian,” said Jim. > > 1 3 2
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