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Henry was sitting on the aisle. The stewardess with the food cart was making her way toward him.

"Would you like chicken or fish, sir?" she asked.

"Chicken," he said.

The stewardess turned from him and bent down to look through the the cart. Henry took a good look at her while she was down there. She looked real good. Then she stood back up. "We're out of chicken, sir. Sorry about that."

"How about the fish, then?"

The stewardess turned and bent down again to look for the fish. This time she wiggled her ass while she was down there. Henry stared at her.

"Oh, we're out of fish too," she said, standing up.

"What do you have then?" Henry asked.

"How about a stocking full of coal? How about a kick in the teeth? How about I have that air marshall over there pop a cap in your ass? How about that, sir?"

"My goodness."

"What's it going to be, sir?"

"Uh, can I just get a glass of water?" Henry asked.

"Of course, sir." The stewardess poured Henry a glass of water and placed it down in front of him with a cocktail napkin.

"Thank you, sir. Please enjoy the rest of your flight," she said, pushing the cart down the aisle.

Date Written: December 16, 2002
Author: Will Disney
Average Vote: 3

12/16/2002 anonymous (1):
04/19/2004 Mr. Pony: Is "My goodness" the punchline?
04/19/2004 John Slocum (4): I like this. It artfully never goes in the direction(s) the reader (me) thinks it's going to go. That, to me, is funny.
04/19/2004 qualcomm (3): this leaves me rather chilly. what the hell?
09/23/2004 qualcomm: hey slocum, you're a fucking idiot.
09/23/2004 Litcube (4): Yes. I expected it to go different directions on two occasions, and neither of them took course. Will did this on purpose.
09/23/2004 John Slocum: Hey ol' summer, you're a fucking idiot.
09/23/2004 qualcomm: how dare you!?
09/23/2004 Jon Matza: Dudes, don't harsh on each other like that. We're just here trying to mellow, right?