When I returned to my seat the lovely women, lets call her Elizabeth Hurley for short, turned to me and asked, �How was the head�, to which I replied, �Well I don�t know my dear, I went to the restroom alone.� For the next 15 minutes she sat in awed amazement at the wonder of Leon. She said she didn�t know why, but when I came back from the restroom I had, �A certain air about me�. She said it was my quiet confidence, and I said �Quiet confidence. I don�t know what you are talking about skank, Leon oozes machismo.� I think it was the smell of alcohol that drove her insane. It usually does, and I know this because I bathe in alcohol so regularly.

After a few more minutes she started staring at me and I knew she wanted it. I let out my �Come and get it smile� and then she whispered in my ear, �Would you like to join the Mile High Club�. I replied, �I am already a member, Karl Malone initiated me over a year ago, but I wouldn�t mind renewing�. So off to the restroom I went again. When we got in there and started getting down like a Britney Spears video she looked at me and said, � You remind me of a young Dennis Leary.� I then flushed here hair down the toilet and licked off all of her makeup. I said there was no way to compare me to him. He is freaky and disgusting, and there was not a constant stream of expletives coming from my mouth. Plus I am much hotter. It was sweet. Luckily there was a delegation from the largest Blind School in the country flying on our plane, and I did renew my membership. It was sweet.