Chapter 687

These are compliments of John A

Dear Airlines,

Dump the male flight attendants. No one wanted them in the first place.

Replace all the female flight attendants with YOUNG, good-looking strippers!

What the hell!! They don’t even serve food any more, so what’s the loss?

The strippers would at least triple the alcohol sales and get a “party atmosphere” going in the cabin. And, of course, every businessman in this country would start flying again, hoping to see naked women.

Because of the tips, female flight attendants wouldn’t need a salary, thus saving even more money.

Muslims would be afraid to get on the planes for fear of seeing naked women. Hijackings would come to a screeching halt, and the airline industry would see record revenues.

This is definitely a win - win situation if we handle it right -- a golden opportunity to turn a liability into an asset.

Why didn’t Reagan, the Bushes or Obama think of this? Why do I still have to do everything myself?

Sincerely,

Donald Trump.

A farmer decided he wanted to go to town and see a movie. The ticket agent asked, “sir, what’s that on your shoulder?” the old farmer said, “that’s my pet rooster chuck. Wherever I go, chuck goes.” “I’m sorry sir,” said the ticket agent, “we can’t allow animals in the theater.” The old farmer went around the corner and stuffed chuck down his overalls. Then he returned to the booth, bought a ticket, and entered the theater. He sat down next to two old widows named mildred and marge. The movie started and the rooster began to squirm...

The old farmer unbuttoned his fly so chuck could stick his head out and watch the movie. “marge,” whispered mildred. “what?” said marge. “I think the guy next to me is a pervert.” “what makes you think so?” asked marge? “he undid his pants and he has his thing out”, whispered mildred. “well, don’t worry about it”, said marge... “at our age we’ve seen ‘em all” “I thought so too”, said mildred, “but this one’s eatin’ my popcorn... !”