A military man adorned with multiple medals and ropes dangling off his shoulder, followed by 4 other men in suits boarded my flight to Ottawa with the gate agent following closely behind. As they get all settled into their seats the gate agent approaches me and tells me that I have the Minister of National Defense and his entourage on my flight today. EVER COOL! But of course the instant we take off they all fall asleep... except mister uniform.
About mid flight I notice my nylons falling down, and anybody who wears nylons can attest to the fact that when the gusset is not properly located everything gets super uncomfortable. SO I go to the lav to adjust myself, however instead of pulling them up I stuck my hand through the side and POOF instant runs all the way down my thigh.
The skirt covered the majority of the disaster, alas each step I took made the spread like wildfire. I had to side-step each time I passed our Minister of Defense to try and hide my hookerishness.
I am so ashamed.
"he remains ambiguously unsupportive of social issues such as same-sex marriage and the decriminalization of marijuana" -http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_MacKay
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