John A Silkstone
29-09-06, 20:09
A British Airway’s passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay
flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone into a good mood as he served them food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and announced to the passengers: "Captain Marvey has asked me
to announce that he’ll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so could you lovely people put up your trays, that would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed that a well-dressed rather exotic looking woman hadn’t moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn’t hear me over those big brute engines." he said, "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 the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well
sweet-cheeks, in my country I’m called a Queen, so I outrank you. So put your tray-up bitch."
Silky
flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone into a good mood as he served them food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and announced to the passengers: "Captain Marvey has asked me
to announce that he’ll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so could you lovely people put up your trays, that would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed that a well-dressed rather exotic looking woman hadn’t moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn’t hear me over those big brute engines." he said, "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 the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well
sweet-cheeks, in my country I’m called a Queen, so I outrank you. So put your tray-up bitch."
Silky