Jay had a knack for remembering and telling jokes, and he had one for just about every topic. My dad would hear many of them through out their high school years and in their freshman year of college because Jay signed up to be roommates with my dad without asking him first. Jay flunked out after his freshman year, but he was quickly a legend on campus, as you can well imagine. Later on he would survive the Vietnam war as a well-decorated helicopter pilot.
|Jay may have kept his buddies alive by keeping them laughing.|
So, since I'm pretty sure most of my readers are of age and not easily offended, I give you . . . "The Airplane Joke!"
A disenchanted salesman settled into his seat for his long flight to Newark for a boring business trip when he sees the most beautiful woman he has ever seen coming down the aisle. He begins to get excited to see that she is slowing down and checking the seat numbers more carefully, and there was a good possibility she would be sitting next to him. Sure enough, she was, and up close she was even more sexy and gorgeous than he could have possibly imagined.
He knew he had to say something to her because opportunities such as this just don't come up very often. "Off to Newark?" he asked.
"Yup," she responded, without paying him much attention.
"Not a lot to do there, but I have been a number of times and can let you know the more tolerable hot spots."
"Thanks," she said, again without much enthusiasm and perhaps slightly annoyed.
He knew he didn't have a shot with her at this point, but he was growing infatuated with her. Her sheer beauty was mind-blowing to him, and as hours passed, he found himself growing unable to contain himself. He was becoming aroused and dying to touch her, but he knew that was wrong. He had never had this type of arousal before where all common sense and any rational thought was out the window; all he could think about was her incredible hotness and a need to relieve the tension in his pants.
Before he knew it he was touching himself discreetly, and soon that gave way to more obvious fondling of his crotch area. Before he knew it he had unzipped his pants and was masturbating in front of all to see on the airplane! It wasn't long at all before he finished up, screaming in ecstasy and spraying his load on the back of the seat with a lout splat.
Tucking his thing back into his fly and learning his seat back, he lit up a cigarette (you could smoke on planes back then), blew out a big puff of smoke, and a big, satisfied grin came over his face.
Suddenly it occurs to him that he may have made a mistake! He turns to her and says, "Oh, forgive me, you don't mind if I smoke, do you?"
Hope you enjoyed the joke, readers. And Jay, if you're out there, I hope I did your joke justice. I took a lot of artistic liberties and really had some fun with it because all I really knew was the basic concept and the punch line. Thank you for your service. And thanks for the jokes.
Smoke 'em if you got 'em, everyone!