THE GAY FLIGHT ATTNDANT
Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 3:38 am
My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendent, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to decend, he came swishing down the aisle and said... 'Captain Marvey has asked me to anounce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely prople, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super.
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well dressed rather Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. 'Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines when 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 attendent replied without missing a beat.
'Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen so I outrank you, Tray-up. Bitch'
As the plane prepared to decend, he came swishing down the aisle and said... 'Captain Marvey has asked me to anounce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely prople, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super.
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well dressed rather Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. 'Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines when 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 attendent replied without missing a beat.
'Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen so I outrank you, Tray-up. Bitch'