In our backyard. Kinda pretty, unless you're predisposed to shun creepy-crawlies.
THE GAY FLIGHT ATTENDANT
My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us that "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and rather Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle.
"Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines, but I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground."
She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one."
To which (I swear) the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you.
Tray-up, B*tch."
Here. Check him (her?) out up-close. I can't say honestly that he "wouldn't hurt a fly," but he certainly wouldn't hurt YOU!
(Photos courtesy of Carol)
And then, against my better judgement, I'll post the following email joke that's making the rounds. If you have (or even if you haven't) already seen it, I apologize. It's horribly "politically incorrect."
THE GAY FLIGHT ATTENDANT
My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us that "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and rather Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle.
"Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines, but I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground."
She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one."
To which (I swear) the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you.
Tray-up, B*tch."
4 comments:
The poor maligned spider is one of the most beneficial creatures to humans there is in the universe.
I can't believe you called her a creepy crawler (and then followed that phrase with a queen joke) (which was very funny btw)
We have those spiders around here; aren't they called "writing spiders?"
I happen to know that a lot of gay people think that is a great joke!
Not PC John, but funny!!
LMAO!!
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