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The Gay Flight Attendant
The plane's cabin was being served by an obviously gay flight
attendant who was just as obviously enjoying himself. He came swishing
down the aisle and announced to the passengers, "Captain M***** has
asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane
shortly, lovely people, so if you could just put up your trays that
would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed that a woman hadn't moved a
muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines. 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. I take orders from no one."
To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well,
sweet-cheeks, in my country, I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you. Put
the tray up, *****."
The plane's cabin was being served by an obviously gay flight
attendant who was just as obviously enjoying himself. He came swishing
down the aisle and announced to the passengers, "Captain M***** has
asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane
shortly, lovely people, so if you could just put up your trays that
would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed that a woman hadn't moved a
muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines. 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. I take orders from no one."
To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well,
sweet-cheeks, in my country, I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you. Put
the tray up, *****."
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