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From:      Karel van Duuren

To:          redactie@thepostpigeon.nl

Subject:   Strech your leges
 

 

Dear Post Pigeon,

I was flying from San Francisco to Los Angeles. By the time we took off, there had been a 45-minute delay and everybody on board was ticked.

 Unexpectedly, we stopped in Sacramento on the way.The flight attendant explained that there would be another 45-minute delay, and if we wanted to get off the aircraft, we would reboard in 30 minutes.

Everybody got off the plane except one gentleman who was blind.  I noticed him as I walked by and could tell he had flown before because his Seeing Eye dog lay quietly underneath the seats in front of him throughout the entire flight.

I could also tell he had flown this very flight before because the pilot
approached him and, calling him by name, said, "Keith, we're in Sacramento for almost an hour. Would you like to get off and stretch your legs?" Keith replied, "No thanks, but maybe my dog would like to stretch his legs."

Picture this All the people in the gate area came to a completely quiet standstill when they looked up and saw the pilot walk off the plane with the Seeing Eye dog! The pilot was even wearing sunglasses. 

People scattered.They not only tried to change planes, they also were trying to change airlines!
 

Regards,

Karel van Duuren 

 

 

 

From:      Denise Bergman

To:          redactie@thepostpigeon.nl

Subject:   From my diary
 

 

Hi Pigeon guys,

Last month I was on a cruise. A lot of things happened on our "Love Boat". I wrote it all down in my diary of course. Here is what happened in the first week:

 

MONDAY:  What a wonderful cruise this is going to be!  I felt singularly honored this evening. The Captain asked me to dine at his table.

TUESDAY:  I spent the entire afternoon on the bridge with the Captain.

WEDNESDAY:  The Captain made proposals to me unbecoming an
officer and a gentleman.

THURSDAY:  Tonight the Captain threatened to sink the ship if I do not give in to his indecent proposals!

FRIDAY:  This afternoon I saved 1600 lives.

 

Greetings,

 

Denise Bergman

 

 

 

From:      Ray Davenport

To:          redactie@thepostpigeon.nl

Subject:   Bill Gates
 

 

Dear Editor,

 

I was in the airport VIP lounge en route to Seattle a couple of weeks ago. While in there, I noticed Bill Gates sitting comfortably in the corner, enjoying a drink.

I was meeting a very important client who was also flying to Seattle, but she was running a little bit late.

Well, being a straightforward kind of guy, I approached the Microsoft chairman, introduced myself, and said, "Mr. Gates, I wonder if you would do me a favour."

"Yes?"

"I'm sitting right over there," pointing to my seat at the bar, "and I'm waiting for a very important client. Would you be so kind when she arrives as to come walk by and just say, 'Hi, Ray,'?"

"Sure."

I shook his hand and thanked him and went back to my seat. About ten minutes later, my client showed up. We ordered a drink and started to talk business.

A couple of minutes later, I felt a tap on my shoulder.  It was
Bill Gates.

"Hi, Ray," he said.

I replied, "Fuck off, Gates, I'm in a meeting."

 

Regards,

Ray Davenport

 

P.S. Keep The Pigeon flying!

 

 

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