Cunning Plans
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
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( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
Suggested by Ring of Fire
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
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Might have posted this before in some form.
Flying with a colleague to Montevideo, with Varig, the Brazilian airline.
It was a pretty empty flight, and we were bumped up to first class. Lovely.
I rather fancied one of the spiffy leather toiletry things they give out at the front of the plane, and hatched a plan to get one. I told my colleage of this, and he said they wouldn't give me one.
I casually approached the steward, and told him that I had unfortunately forgotten my toothbrush, and would they possibly have one that they could give me. The steward smiled, and with a wink said "Sure, go sit down, I'll sort you out".
Rubbing my hands together, I returned to my seat and gloatingly told my colleague that I was getting a washbag, so he could go fuck himself with his 'they won't give you one' nonsense.
Several minutes later the steward appeared and handed me a disposable toothbrush.
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 12:09, Reply)
Flying with a colleague to Montevideo, with Varig, the Brazilian airline.
It was a pretty empty flight, and we were bumped up to first class. Lovely.
I rather fancied one of the spiffy leather toiletry things they give out at the front of the plane, and hatched a plan to get one. I told my colleage of this, and he said they wouldn't give me one.
I casually approached the steward, and told him that I had unfortunately forgotten my toothbrush, and would they possibly have one that they could give me. The steward smiled, and with a wink said "Sure, go sit down, I'll sort you out".
Rubbing my hands together, I returned to my seat and gloatingly told my colleague that I was getting a washbag, so he could go fuck himself with his 'they won't give you one' nonsense.
Several minutes later the steward appeared and handed me a disposable toothbrush.
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 12:09, Reply)
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