Airport joke: warning, contains blanked out swearword.

[Ford Anglia]

Terminal 3...............

A guy sitting at a bar at Heathrow Terminal 3 noticed a really beautiful woman sitting next to him.

He thought to himself: "Wow, she's so gorgeous she must be an off duty Flight Attendant. But which airline does she work for?"

Hoping to pick her up, he leaned towards her and uttered the Delta slogan: "Love to fly and it shows?"

She gave him a blank, confused stare and he immediately thought to himself: "Damn, she doesn't work for Delta."

A moment later, another slogan popped into his head.
He leaned towards her again, "Something special in the air?"

She gave him the same confused look. He mentally kicked himself, and scratched Singapore Airlines off the list.

Next he tried the Thai Airways slogan: "Smooth as Silk."

This time the woman turned on him, "What the f*** do you want?"

The man smiled, then slumped back in his chair, and said "Ahhh, Ryanair".

[Pierre ZFP]

Oi! You nicked that off my post about Charleroi Airport this morning! - what cheek[:@]

[jxedwards]

Is nothing sacred? Stealing jokes of forum members! Whatever next??????

[Ford Anglia]

[quote user="Pierre ZFP"]Oi! You nicked that off my post about Charleroi Airport this morning! - what cheek[:@][/quote]

No, no, I swear, I got it from another forum I frequent.[:$]

[Clair]

It was funnier when Pierre told it![;-)][:D]

[powerdesal]

[quote user="Ford Anglia"]

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No, no, I swear, I got it from another forum I frequent.[:$]

[/quote]

Not under that name [:P]

[Gluestick]

Oh dear! You have started me off now, 105E!

When I used to fly around  a bit on business, I used to fantasise, like most guys I'm sure, that one day, next to me would sit a knock out gorgeous lady!

They never did, of course: it was either amazingly obese blokes or non-interesting ladies.

Anyway, one day this guy is flying from JFK to Atlanta. And guess what? next to him sits down an absolute knock out chick: blond; stacked; gorgeous looking; smells divine. The whole bit.

After a bit, of course they start chatting. As you do.

She says, " I'm a Sexologist, you know! I am a qualified pyschiatrist and re-trained to specialise in sex. I just love it! I breathe it; eat it and sleep it! I know so much about it! In fact, " she says pausing for breath, as the fair sex do some times, " I'm off to a Sexologist conference in Atlanta, Georgia."

"Did you know, " she goes on, "That contrary to popular opinion and belief, the Native American is the best endowed man in the World?"

"Did you also know that the best lovers are not the Italians, or the French; it's the Irish!"

"Oh dear! I've done it again! I always do this! I am so fascinated by my subject I haven't had the courtesy to ask your name and introduce myself! Silly me!"

The guy looks her right in the eye and says, " Delighted to meet you! My name's Running Deer O'Toole!"

 

 

[Pierre ZFP]

A strict looking Minister was seated next to a New Zealander on a flight
from Dubai to Christchurch.


After the plane was airborne, drink orders were taken. The Kiwi
asked for a Rum and Coke, which was placed before him.



The Flight Attendant then asked the Minister if he would like a drink.
He replied in disgust, "I'd rather be savagely raped by a dozen whores
than let liquor touch my lips.............."



Shocked to hear that, the Kiwi handed his drink back to the
Attendant and said :

"Me too...... I didn't know we had a choice....."