Our Boerseun gets on the plane to fly to Sodom. They fly into a heck of a storm and lightning hits the one wing. The plane is in trouble.
A beautiful young lady runs up the isle and turns around at the end screaming down the isle so everybody could hear her:
“I am too young to die! Is there anyone who can make me feel like a woman for one last time if I have to go this way?”
Boerseun gets up; he is tall and lean but broad in the shoulders as he walks down the isle, and he unbuttons his shirt when he gets to her. He takes the shirt off and everyone gapes at the magnificent torso when he hands the shirt to the lady and whispers to her:
“Iron my shirt, and bring me a cold beer, quick.”