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Ito's Lemma

I once took the Eurostar trip and was assigned an almost empty carriage, except for the blond sat next to me. The seat assignments had presumably been a bit of a joke by the ticket saleswoman . The girl moved to another seat. A boring story with no punchline, but at least I kept it short.

I pulled on a flight once with a young attractive girl sat to my right. Got the girls number and everything.

Amazing what you can do when your wife is asleep in the seat to your left. :tongue
 
I pulled on a flight once with a young attractive girl sat to my right. Got the girls number and everything.

What was the girlies name, Emmanuel? :wink
 
So the moral of my story must be that the girl actually liked me and hoped I will chat her up, but I blown it! :eek

"So, I get a bit agitated and then notice the girl is reading something - you can't see her face as it's hidden but you can see where she looks: she was holding something in her hands below the table."

She could well have looked like a bulldog sucking a pi55 stained wasp
 
I pulled on a flight once with a young attractive girl sat to my right. Got the girls number and everything.

Amazing what you can do when your wife is asleep in the seat to your left. :tongue

I was on a flight from Boston back to London in 1991 with a passably attractive blonde sitting next to me. She wasn't that tall, and when she leant forward I noticed that she had an unusually broad upper back. I didn't talk to her the whole flight, and hoped she didn't notice the non-stop silent farts I was making the whole trip. (I don't usually have a problem, it must have been something I ate.)

Half an hour before we landed, she started putting on make-up, which I thought was slightly odd. As she got herself ready, she glanced inside her passport, and I noticed her name. It seemed vaguely familiar, I wondered where I'd heard it. Samantha Fox, anyone?
 
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I was on a flight from Boston back to London in 1991 with a passably attractive blonde sitting next to me. She wasn't that tall, and when she leant forward I noticed that she had an unusually broad upper back. I didn't talk to her the whole flight, and hoped she didn't notice the non-stop silent farts I was making the whole trip. (I don't usually have a problem, it must have been something I ate.)

Half an hour before we landed, she started putting on make-up, which I thought was slightly odd. As she got herself ready, she glanced inside her passport, and I noticed her name. It seemed vaguely familiar, I wondered where I'd heard it. Samantha Fox, anyone?

Ah good old Sammy, icon of the eighties. I suppose her equivalent now is Jade Goody. Conclusive proof that society has declined for ever.
 
On a similar analogy comparing the 80s and the 00s:

Gary Lineker <-> David Beckham


See what I mean? Tis the end of civilisation.
 

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