Ninety-two-year-old Adele Henderson couldn’t have been happier. The 747’s engines had all given out at the same time, and the enormous plane was plunging earthward.
“Woo-hoo!” Adele crowed, exhilarated, feeling younger every moment.
People around her screamed and thrashed aimlessly.
“Nothing can stop us now!” Adele boomed into the gibbering chaos.
No one looked at her. No one had time to notice an old woman’s apotheosis.
Adele reached into her purse and grabbed the dildo hidden inside it. She pointed it like a lance toward the earth’s surface.
“Chaaaaarrrrrrge!” she bellowed.
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Monday, March 06, 2006
100 Below: Volume 18
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