Only an italian man can make you feel like a woman

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>On a transatlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm.
>The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when one
>wing is struck by lightning. One woman in particular loses it.
>
>Screaming, she stands up in the front of the plane. 'I'm too young
>to die', she wails. Then she yells, 'Well, if I'm going to die, I
>want my last minutes on earth to be memorable! Is there ANYONE on
>this plane who can make me feel like a WOMAN?'
For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril. They all stare,
>riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the plane. Then an
>Italian man stands up in the rear of the plane. He is handsome,
>tall, well built, with dark brown hair and blue eyes. He starts to
>walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a
>time.No one moves. He removes his shirt... .muscles ripple
>across his chest ....she gasps... and he says:
>'Here - - iron this, and get me something to eat.'