Still Can’t Laugh About It
I almost joined the Mile High Club once. I met someone flying home from college. I got bumped into first class, found myself sitting there next to a positively ravishing woman. She was a bit older and I was trying desperately to be suave, so when she leaned over and suggested we join the Mile High Club, rather than admit I was unfamiliar with the term, I whispered back, “I really don’t travel enough to make that worthwhile.” God, that was twenty years ago.
Nope, still can’t laugh about it.
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