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To: truthandlife

Hmmm.... Flying first class to Colorado and upset her tray table is not to her liking which I can only imagine is because she didn't want to stain her bible whilst preparing for the family missionary work to the poor and destitute of Vail. Yep, seems logical to me...


20 posted on 12/21/2005 7:19:57 AM PST by dustedvinyl
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To: dustedvinyl

Other parts of the story say she was upset at liquid spilled on her SEAT. It was Steele who said it was liquid on the tray.

How could there be liquid on the tray? The tray would have been folded up into the seat in front, and the liquid would have run off.

If it was in her seat, She would have had to have STOOD in the aisle, while other passengers were pushing past, until someone came and cleaned up the seat so she could sit without getting her clothes messy. She may not have known the attendent had important things to do, and her request for another attendent to take care of it is not unreasonable.

1st class passengers pay a lot extra for their flights, and all they get for it is better service and bigger seats. They expect that for their extra HUNDREDS of dollars, they should get pretty good service. If I paid $500 extra just so I could be waited on for 3 hours, I wouldn't expect to be blown off, or expect to have to sit in a wet seat.


55 posted on 12/21/2005 8:02:30 AM PST by CharlesWayneCT
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To: dustedvinyl
>I can only imagine is because she didn't want to stain her bible whilst preparing for the family missionary work to the poor and destitute of Vail

Billy-Ray was a preacher's son
And when his daddy would visit he'd come along
When they'd gather 'round and started talkin'
Is when Billy would take me walkin'
Through the backyard we'd go walkin'
And then he'd look into my eyes
And lord knows to my surprise...

The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, yes he was
Oh, yes he was

Being good isn't always easy
No matter how hard I'd try

When he started sweet-talkin' to me
He'd come and tell me everything is all right
He'd kiss and tell me everything is all right
And can we get away again tonight?

The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, yes he was
Oh, yes he was

How well I remember
The look that was in his eyes
Stealin' kisses from me on the sly
Takin' time to make time
Tellin' me that he's all mine
Learnin' from each other's knowing
Lookin' to see how much we been growin'

And the only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, yes he was

Oh
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man


66 posted on 12/21/2005 8:13:00 AM PST by theFIRMbss
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