Comments on: (don’t) come fly with me

By: CoatMan

CoatMan — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 19:12:07 +0000

Or better still, pretend to speak a little bit of English and have Borat-like fun with the fellow

By: Enna

Enna — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 05:48:34 +0000

...that guy was gay. Gay people make him uncomfortable because he doesn't want to come to term with the fact that he is, in fact, gay.

Any man who is SO EXCITED by the fact that gay men stared at his penis that he feels driven to tell an absolute stranger about it on an airplane...is aroused by the fact that gay men stared at his penis. That's my take on it, anyway.

By: Sandra

Sandra — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 17:43:04 +0000

Hoo, boy. If only frequent flier miles were based on how long a flight felt instead of how much ground it covered.

By: GP

GP — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 09:43:27 +0000

Mine isn't a flying horror story, rather it's of the dating variety...

I once was at a dinner-dance geared toward "successful single professionals". When I got there I realized that it was actually geared toward "unattractive middle-aged desperados". I was 32 years old at the time, and everyone else was 45+! Ugh.

I only stayed about an hour, and was asked to dance by increasingly unattractive and desperate men. As I was getting up to leave, a mid-forties-ish man asked me to dance. I thanked him and told him I was leaving. He smiled, looked down at his crotch, looked back up at me, and said, "Everything works!"

Um, spank you. Spank you very much!

By: Beth

Beth — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 00:36:15 +0000

So should not have been eating during the reading of this post. First reason: totally grossed out by toenails. Sorry you had to witness that. Second reason: Almost choked while laughing at the penis reference. Only you Fish, only you.