I dated a lazy pilot

Ladies and gentlemen, buckle up for a turbulent tale of romance at 30,000 feet. I once dated a pilot so lazy, he considered autopilot foreplay. This guy took "winging it" to a whole new level. He'd show up to dates in his uniform, claiming he just got off work, but the only thing that had been flying was his imagination. His idea of a romantic getaway? Making me push the drink cart down the aisle of his parked plane. Talk about economy class love! But hey, at least I got to join the 'mile-high club'... in his apartment on the 5280th floor. Fasten your seatbelts, folks, because this story's about to take off!

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