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06 February 2008
I don't think that this bird likes Stephanie, the stripping stewardess
So I went trotting around the world o' blogs to see how the competition was handling the Stephanie story when I found this site, run by a woman who lives over the brush with a pilot. I was rather amused with the hysterical screed that she had posted, but contented myself with a fairly brief comment of my own before leaving.

I had quite forgotten the blog's existence until I fell out of bed the next afternoon to find a mail that had the signature "Paretner (sic) of A Pilot" in my in-box. Needless to say, Paretner was also that blog's owner:
You seem to be confused. I don't care about Stephanie or her career. I am concerned about the careers of the pilots. These men work hard for YEARS and accumillate (sic) debts of at least £60,000 to get a career in flying before they've even started. This man if found will lose his job and no airline will employ him thereafter unless he is unrecogniseable (sic) facially.
What can I say? Sixty thousand quid and all he can get is some bimbo who can't spell. Not only that but she can't create an argument. First she posited that the pilot would lose his job, but then she went on to say that if the airline still existed "there would have been hell to pay".

Yes, dear, but the whole point is that it doesn't, does it? She there won't be anything to pay.

Not that there would have been, anyway. The other day a hostess lost a bet with her pilot and paid the forfeit by running through part of the terminal in her no doubt expensive underwear. These things do happen, don't they? Especially after long-haul flights when everyone is tired and wants to relax. I imagine that invitations to the pilot's hotel suite are much desired by nice young girls who are half his age...

I also suspect that this is the reason for Paretner's angst. Especially since she is not married to him and has no protection under law should he ever get bored with her.

Not that he will of course. Perish the thought...



So what's she like then, this Paretner? Tasty tottie or not?

6 February 2008 at 18:25  

Any chance of posting a photo of her so that we can compare Paretner to Steph?

Paretner does seem to be a bit irritating. Take the way that she adds "(Giggle)" to some of her posts just so we know that she is joking.

On the other hand who cares if we are just comparing topless to topless?

Photo please!

6 February 2008 at 19:22  

I can't magic up a photo, fellas, but I am hoping that Paretner will send one over.

Her most recent posting contained the magic words "...when if the pilot misses a trick professionaly (sic)..."

It could be said that the whole point about all this is that Steph's pilot wasn't missing a trick at all, but seriously I just love ungrammatical bollocks like that. I am also a great fan of the missed apostrophes and additional capital letters that get added randomly to the second letter of a word. Gotta love girls like Paretner. Bra size larger than the IQ and don't realise it.

6 February 2008 at 19:43  

Apparently pilots get paid rubbish money these days. I imagine the hot and cold running totty is one of the only perks of a thankless job ferrying chavs to Benidorm.

6 February 2008 at 20:21  

So, HAVE you ever had acid thrown in your face, or were you born that way?

6 February 2008 at 20:53  

Paretner! For 'tis you I just know that it is. How nice of you to drop by. Love the blog, especially the spelling mistakes. I hope that you never learn to use a spell-checker, dearie, because that way we shall continue to be treated to such delights as "excersise," "definately" and "dont" on every fucking posting.

Enough of this merry banter - here's how blogs work. I link to you and send you traffic. Check your hit counter if you don't believe that you are getting hits from this site. Then you link to me and the reverse happens. Old Father Google looks at this and is pleased: he raises both of us in the Page Rankings. Life goes on.

However, if you post here as an anonymong, Paretner, and delete my single comment over at your gaff, then the Google spunk will not spurt, will it?

Roland, Welcome back to the fun house. I knew that pilots in the USA were getting paid badly, but didn't know that it also applied to the BA brigade. Never mind, I am sure that Paretner will manage somehow...

7 February 2008 at 04:53  

Still waiting for the photo so that we can do a comparison. Do you reckon that she would spell it compatison?

7 February 2008 at 08:31  

You're up early for the UK and late for the Americas. Which is it?

As I said earlier, I cannot pull a photo out of thin air, but given the level of interest I do think that she should do the decent thing and send one in.

Compatisons need to be made as it were...

7 February 2008 at 08:35  

compaTisons? What are they exactly then? People in glass houses really shouldn't throw stones you know!

20 March 2008 at 11:04  

Paretner, you brainless bitch - for it is you - try reading the last comment left by One Track Mind... Mine was a reply, using the same sarcastic form.

Your really are stupid, aren't you?

20 March 2008 at 12:22  

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