QUOTE(bumperfan @ Apr 27 2007, 12:32 AM) [snapback]15870[/snapback] Tangerine- here is a comedy of errors about trying to join the mile-high club! I was flying back from hawiaii in '82, & I had an ounce of good Maui-wowie but I got too parinoid about getting busted to take it home on the plane, so I sold it to some young tourist in the airport loo, but kept one joint in my sock, I wanted to tell folks at home I got "high" high in the air! So there was a very attractive 30 year old single women sitting next to me & I was in rare form chatting her up, & after a couple of hours & more than a couple drinks, I even mentioned wanting to join the Mile-High club, & I got a little sexy smile from her! Thinking that "this is really going to happen" I went into the john to piss, thinking the next time i was in here I would be fucking on the wings of TWA So to make it a full fantasy story to tell of the perfect long flight home from paridise-I smoked that joint, blowing the smoke up into the ceiling fan OK- now, by the time I walked out of that tiny bathroom I swear it seemed that EVERY attendant on the plane was staring at me...so I hurried to my seat, trying to be nondiscreet & invisable! To add insult to parinoid ego, now I am too high to think of anymore witty things to say to this pretty, formally available woman, who can no longer pull more than a yes or no answer to her banter out of me! So we sat in uncomfortable silence for the last 2 hours of the flight, uncomfortable with the not-sex we just didn't have....and then as we start descending I finally pull my shit together enough to try & re-coup my losses & bring up to her the idea of sharing a drink at the airport bar then maybe share a cab into town.... but my ears start popping from the alltitude dopping, my throat is so dry from cotton-mouth from the pot that I can't swallow & a blinding headach starts coming on---so I ask the stewardess for a glass of water & am told that no drinks can be served on the descent till landing..... and so in a longing, lost might have been chance at airline love, sporting a furious headache & another kick to my ego, I swore off ever smoking pot again when flying, but that magical chance never came up again- tho I still tell that story more than 20 years later, & it is with a knowing smile I realize that those hearing it all seem happy that I didn't "get lucky"- probably cause they never even GOT THAT close!!! A true story--by bumperfan I can picture the scene, that is so funny, thanx for sharing. I just came back from a rowdy long weekend away and wished i could join the mile high club with a very horny guy that i met on the plane but unfortunately i had my mother sitting on my other side maybe next time, lol Have managed on a bus a couple of times which was very exciting with all those people in front of us not having a clue what was going on....i think